Wednesday, August 23, 2006

The State of Manchester Poety

If moths had eyes, would they be happier?
How do they know they're not dead?
Cavemen hunting for food but
Not before they style the hair on their head.
What would last longer in dinosaur times?
A blind man didn't stand a chance.
Not with all those rocks about.
I'd rather be a blind moth.

Karl Pilkington

San Nakji for President!

4 comments:

Oricon Ailin said...

hehehe, for some reason, this poem reminds me of the FedEx commercial with the caveman. hehehehe

Interesting one, SN!!

Cergie said...

I beg your pardon, I'm not clever enough to understand a word of this poem.
So no comment for this post. However, I sign because I was here.
Yours,

Cergie

The Archivist said...

Karl was one strange dude, man.

Tim Rice said...

What is of value depends on one's abilities and resources.