Sample Poems

May Be Not

Don't worry, said the P.H.
You're going to be all right
I'm sure you'll be the first
To survive a mamba's bite

 You look a little pale
And you're sweating quite a lot
I'd better hold your rifle
That Holland that you brought

Your breathing's getting heavy
And you're gasping for air
You can't move your legs?
Do you know a prayer?

 I've told my boys
To prop you in the shade
We'll try to make you comfortable
You mustn't be afraid

 I'm taking your Zeis binoculars
That hung around your neck
And you'd better give me your wallet
Here, I'll help you sign the check

 We're taking off your Courteneys
Before your feet swell
Hell! They'll fit my tracker
Just looking I can tell

Your new safari jacket
And video camera, too
You'll be more comfortable
If we take them off of you

Well, we hope you make it
But then, maybe not
'Cause it's hard to give back
All the nice things we got