Six Short Nonsense Poems

i)

A brillig in his slimy toad

Did borrowdale inwardly.

Until resplendent in maths

He gave forth a fart

Of infinite extent... only more so.

ii)

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, never cames

Except it did yesterday and befores too.

So let's not rest until then.

We must and shall and will and must.

iii)

Oh God in the Almighty Times,

Thundered thrice but once

And then left it put

Where no one fears to tread -

Lest be lest be lest be.

iv)

Morning has opened again tomorrow -

Until shall be bright among thee-and-thee.

Munchies on the corbetts

And evershallbe unto most.

v)

Balderdash is weak and won't.

It slides its apparel at yah.

Love it, baby, sure too?

Oh I'm coming for two here.

Open wide and let me in.

Oh Deary Me, fucked off as ever.

vi)

Jesus H. the Corbett blest thee deep

More too yes less than before

And then again into infinity.

Or borrowdale again in his quagmire

Of utter desperation

Until then and when and why,

We most do love this.