Salient: Victoria University Students' Paper. Vol. 25, No. 6. 1962.
Composed on the Occasion of a "Poppy Ode"
Composed on the Occasion of a "Poppy Ode"
The time has come to show up one
of Nature's merry fools,
Who treats all art with trifling heart
When on a rose he drools.
With stumbling rhyme all out of time
(Though suited to his thought)
He tries to show a thing or two
That were not usually taught.
To sum it up as humour, gut,
and message we would flatter,
As Beckett's lope in "whoroscope"
Would show it up as patter.
Now we admit poor Eliot
Deserves a bruised behind;
We also feel that the ideal
Would be an equal mind.
And as for Pound we've always found
His learnings quite secure,
Compared to guff like "Anzac's" stuff,
'Tis plain who will endure.
And "Buttle," well, we need not dwell
On his attempt at satire,
It is enough that we should laugh
Then put it on the fire.
But if "A" stops, he will put chocks
Behind the wheels of progress;
At least he laughs before he baths
And cleans his anal egress.
" Arty Emm"