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The Siege
When the clock struck 13
We knew we were lost
Our time was up yet still we must
Hurtle not round and round the clock
But off the face, distracted, disenchanted
To another place – Leningrad.
Herr Blitzkrieg had much to say
he smiled and sneered as if in play
Yet with the passing of each day -
As if underwater bubbling away
his speech all agarble though lucid
and elegant came all ajargle
German, French, Italian,
Swedish, Hottentot and Cantonese
He was speaking none of these
His prose it soared and dived and blew
Straight through our ears without a clue
Myriad names he dropped and caught
Flashed his chops and dropped us short
By day 3 he told us there’d be 3 more
The gypsy Sailor stamped and swore
One juror fainted hitting the floor
Two passed away –would there be more?
Lord Talon. Lord Fate. Lord No!
All Hail Lord Fate. Lord Talon.
A holiday declared for all
Nine whole days
The stars align with Her Majesty’s birth
In this way restored our mirth.
The siege delayed upon our senses
After Blitzkrieg left us senseless
Day 4 the jurors cried
No No No more
Though holidays beckon
2 further days our pain wont lessen
Barely can stifle yawns
Before we slump afloor.
Cruel and unusual punishment indeed
We recall on parent’s knee
Better a smack easily forgotten
Than the lecture no easy escape
Of kids and adults good and bad
And tales of Johnny Rotten
Full 3 days more he bored us all
Till the ref cried Halt
Day 4 a call from the floor
Struck him like a lightning bolt
He spoke of wholes and yet was halved
And halved again once more
What was his plan? Who knows?
Eh, What? What did he say again?
He spoke of pockets. Of halves and wholes
Wheels and nights on the town
Of breakfast dinner and lunch
And doing it all again
unknown males demand what
unknown females demand when
a dragon “Puff “ made a guest appearance and
chased them round and round.
Where 12 had stood to judge 12
ten pondered the fate of 8
Who had supplied? Who had made?
Who had planned what ?
Do Details matter - time and place ?
Or is it all Fate?
Blitzkrieg’s charm had reaped the field
They led 6 down the 7th flew
The 8th released to wander…(to be continued)
24072008
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