poem02 Jul 2018 08:24 am

I regret that I have delivered
only this headless God,
striding across the Downs,
and, erratically,
occasionally waving its arms,
creating things that, frankly,
look a bit odd/useless,
(the God not being able to see its handiwork and all),
in any case,
I trust it will affright your enemies,
at least as much as your friends,
and do not much more harm
than you have been doing to yourselves anyway.

So, thanks for your request;
this is all I can do for you at this time,
and in the future,
please regard a fatted calf,
as the least you can do,
if you expect a helpful response.


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