You've read, in blogs, of superdogs
(remember Rin Tin Tin...?),
of supergirls and superwogs
(think Kipling’s “Din! Din! Din!”),
of supermen and superflies.
(You haven't...? Where've you been...?)
Now read the tale of superjudge:
the awful Ant o’ Nin!
(remember Rin Tin Tin...?),
of supergirls and superwogs
(think Kipling’s “Din! Din! Din!”),
of supermen and superflies.
(You haven't...? Where've you been...?)
Now read the tale of superjudge:
the awful Ant o’ Nin!
Although ‘Scalia’ was the name
by which he’d thought to tame
the tsetses of judicial fame,
he Ant o’ Nin became.
From Nin he hail'd. From Nin he bail'd:
“I’ll never live with Ninnies!”
(Quite normal, this: Ant’s norm’s to dis
all gypsys, gooks 'n' guineas.)
by which he’d thought to tame
the tsetses of judicial fame,
he Ant o’ Nin became.
From Nin he hail'd. From Nin he bail'd:
“I’ll never live with Ninnies!”
(Quite normal, this: Ant’s norm’s to dis
all gypsys, gooks 'n' guineas.)
Though born of men, he morphosed when,
a callow wen of three,
he’s bitten by Formicidae
on whom he tried to pee.
a callow wen of three,
he’s bitten by Formicidae
on whom he tried to pee.
[To be continued]
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