LIMERICKS TO K’LAKOKUM
There
was an old poet of Brampton
Who
loved it when words were stamped on.
Each
new shriek at his foot
Into his poem he’d put
His
pseudonym eagerly clamped on.
There
is still a new Saint named Andrew
Whose
words balance Libran true;
Whenever thoughts clash
His pen will soon dash
To
rapidly correct their askew.
Copyright © 2003, Rabin Duff, used with
permission
NOTE re: ‘Andrew’: those familiar with the Kangaroo poets will
remember that each of them took on the name of one of the twelve (later thirteen,
after JDC/Mattias replaced BS/Judas Iscariot) disciples. K’lakokum was Saint Andrew; Rabin was Saint
James the Elder.
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