In a rat infested house

Lived a long forgotten mouse

Whose diversion when perturbed

Was the written English word

He began each day by playing:

Choose a Word, a Line, a Saying;

Multiply it by Illogic

And divide its Logarithm
By the sum of its Iambic

To the base of Rhyme and Rhythm

With ‘imself.

Oh mein Gott! but he was lonely

With each passing hour was solely

occupied with etymology

And deviate philology;

Analysing quaint abstractions

(Though he was quite often trite)


But the sad thing was his passion

For the esoteric fashion

Of inventing aphorisms

Willy – nilly all the day

These included pithy maxims

(Which he signed with his initials)

Which could cause High Church officials

To reflect on their profession


He inverted hyperglyphics

Controverted Mesolithic

Rearranged each preposition

Conjugating as he wrote

Interchanged the grammar syntax

Rearranged the nounal endings

Redefined the adjectival

Formulating on the trot

Took to postulating epithets

Writing strict and overfly


As the years increasing past

More and more he grew obtuse

Finding less and less excuse

For forgetting  in a trance

Eyesight failing

All things paling

Into insignificance

Why and when and who and what

Answers he had quite forgot

When and what and who and why

Query how we live and die

Who and why and what and when

(Make a listing 1 to 10)

Why and when and what and who

Knowledge elevates the few

These invalid rogatives

These bald interrogatives

Time removed and age defined

Maus was losing cells in line

Changed from lofty rhetoric

Manners grew intemperate

Write becoming ill -defined

Thoughts were loose inside his mind

More deranged and loose of word

Found that life was quite absurd


Then Silence came

And with its Damn,

Loosing tooth and blackened palm

Falling prostrate at the Lie

Depose the order of his eye

Looking through a sea of red

Crawling to the tomb of Dead …

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