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FinsburyParkCarrots

When they found him in his bed, you know
he'd quite begun to whiff. Stiff as this gin,
He was. They say he had this glow
Just like a rubber chicken, and this grin
stuck on his face, with all his yellow teeth
sinking in his bottom lip. But then
They noticed that protruding underneath
the bed were reams of pages where his pen
Had scrawled great slabs of poetry and prose
on history and kings, and deaths in battle:
We found this novel right below his toes
He'd written: "Whiskey Stars". Good stuff. Not prattle.
Well, the bugger's dead now. And his novel?
Dunno. They left it there, still in that hovel...

Bu2

Very well said.

justam

DopeBeastie

good 'un, sir finsbury

kdpjam

PastaNazi wrote:

good 'un, sir finsbury

agreed fins puts all the right words in all the right places.

EvilToasterElf

I would like to read a book called whiskey stars,

Ali

FinsburyParkCarrots wrote:

When they found him in his bed, you know
he'd quite begun to whiff. Stiff as this gin,
He was. They say he had this glow
Just like a rubber chicken, and this grin
stuck on his face, with all his yellow teeth
sinking in his bottom lip. But then
They noticed that protruding underneath
the bed were reams of pages where his pen
Had scrawled great slabs of poetry and prose
on history and kings, and deaths in battle:
We found this novel right below his toes
He'd written: "Whiskey Stars". Good stuff. Not prattle.
Well, the bugger's dead now. And his novel?
Dunno. They left it there, still in that hovel...

Could this be you,my young shakespeare?