11 February 2007

Poem comprised entirely of Three Stooges titles

he cooked his goose
Africa screams
so you won’t t-t-t-talk
hold that lion!

where’s the matador
malice in the palace
the choke’s on you

hand of death
hold that ghost

art trouble
pop goes the easel
it ain’t hay


Ian Keenan said...

It's been well over a decade since I watched the 3 stooges

Gary said...

Very nice poem!

Ian Keenan said...

That's very kind. I didn't have a target reader in mind, but you'd fit the bill.