AUSTRALIA | Monday, 10 March 2014 | Views [218] | Comments [1]
Carpet/Diamond Python
There is a python ten feet long,As quiet as a mouse,A muscle flexible and strongThat hangs around my house,Feeding – on what? I never ask:Maybe the neighbours’ catsOr, with them gone, he has the taskOf getting rid of rats.But in this country pythons never,I have been told, eat blokesOr, if one tried, however clever,He fails at last and chokes,So if some day you see me inA coloured leather coat,Help me! It is a python’s skinAnd I’m stuck in his throat.
Rediscovered Poet Mar 25, 2014 1:16 AM