You're an obsolete four-letter word; turd
Is used more often now, so is cunt; runt
In the thesaurus, no one seeks your name; lame
As eunuchs in a harem's boudoir; far
From our butcher-sharp lives, you're dull, pale; frail
As a thirteen million to one bet; yet
We sometimes hear your kitten bawl; calling
All night whenever dreams claw at the window.
If you've any comments on
this poem, Dan Campbell would be pleased to hear from you.