The h2g2 Poem
Created | Updated Dec 6, 2007
Eight!
Unaccustomed as I ham, I thought that I might note
A simple verse, a poem, a rhyme... or something wot I wrote.
I scratch my head and pick my nose...
Did I ever mention I can't do prose?
Congratulations everyone... yes, even you at the back!
Gnomon don't do that! You'll get it stuck among the stack!
Webby, please get down from there...
Oh, stop it all! This isn't fair!
Please! Listen! I have something to say.
It's most important about this day...
Tibley Bobley, don't sit there...
Sit down, yes, upon the chair!
Okay... gather 'round, one and all.
Let me tell you about the call.
Have you noticed the date?
Our very own Post is now eight!
Beatrice, stop that! It isn't nice.
No, I won't tell you twice!
B'Elana, please put Skanky down!
Alex, stop playing the clown!
Quick, sit down, here comes EMR.
Before she tells us we have gone too far...
Okay! Who was it that locked the gate,
With the fancy chains in a number EIGHT?!?!?
