Poem Lunch with Mr.KilltheReef Makingsquillions
Lunch with Mr.KilltheReef Makingsquillions
Luxury yacht in the channel
harpoon in hand
"That one! I'm that hungry!"
Like a rocket from over the hill
another benign paradise
is lepidopterror-struck into the ledgers of greed.
"Quick Gabriel! Gut it, spit it,
then dunk it in my favourite sauce —
that KFC one."
"Sir, do you mean ...
Killed
Funding
Capitalism?"
"Bloodoath! Beer, Rob?"
Tony Whan
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