Shoestrings (an affected poem)
Are people's
lonesome adventures
depressive masquerades?
In a culture of one's
design; only
'tis Not
Deceit tied them
together like
Shoelace
Solace.
It ill behoves a hive,
To be without a bee;
But it ill behooves a horse,
To shoe his hoof and flee.
Hat, Shoe, Dog and Car eagerly await
All hoping to gain estate
Bankers investing in them all
But some will rise and some will fall
Six to start, and off they go
Estates beginning to grow
Pieces moving round the board
Land bought and money stored
Hats at auction, deed on the line
Dogs feeling rich of cloud nine
Shoes at GO, a loans on his mind
Pall Mall's just needs to be signed
Super Tax is up
But he's out of a buck
Shoes players money's fading
His end game is waining
Tax evasion, cops are chasing
Shoes heart is racing
Get out of jails run out
The cops will get him no doubt
Who will be next to meet their fate
Fates about to have one big spate
Dogs player was on cloud nine
But his accounts now make him whine
Dogs cheques are blank
His life was so swank
Now he's on the streets
Sleeping under some sheets
Hat and Car still in the race
Both keeping up the pace
We all know that only one can win
Only one can wear the winners pin
Hat and Car, like tortoise and hare
Off to meet, Mr Monopoly, Mayor
Cars told that he's too far gone.
Leaving Car, MVP, number 1
Can you tell me something new?
If you do I’ll shine your shoes
But if I’ve hear it before
Then you perform this nasty chore
Many people had a go
At finding something I didn’t know
But every single time
I found my shoes were being shined
They all thought that I was thick
As I shined shoes for my bit
But I answered questions thick and fast
And they then befell this dastardly task
But on one sunny summers day
A new man came from far away
And asked me something quite profound
But all I did was frown and frown
It appeared my luck was up
And I was down cleaning muck
This man had taught me something new
It was that I would forever shine shoes