Saturday, April 02, 2005

Get Away......

I need to get out when people don't want me... where would I go? Well, then the Doors are open, step into any one of them.... No silly! Don't do that...remember the Monty Hall Problem!

There's my final Door,
Dilapidated, crucifixed,
A trap to secrets galore,
truths and untruths mixed.

But try disturb it not i will,
Only wish there was a keyhole,
Not to push a key but a pupil,
to learn the secrets like a mole .

Oh you sorry soul, you crazy foal!
Have you forgotten the commandments?
Realise that stones are on the roll,
gathering moss and depraved applause.

You've lost the meter, never had one anyway,
And you've lost the rhyme too...
Now you don't know where to end...
Aah! That's your little discretion, isn't it??
But I suggest you do it HERE.