The Land of Grimney - The Illustrated Adventures of Cora Pearl, aged 12

Banquet for a king. What takes your pleasure?
Discourse, food and wine, in equal measure?
And while you seek to reassure each other,
The fable begins and unfolds the prose.

Round at the table, knights of the garter,
Gather ye men to consider your charter.
Blithely, benighted. Who is the martyr?
Incarcerated, longing for repose.

Tick…tock…the minutes labour in malignance,
Meat is your poison, wine for complaisance.
Alas, on its chalice, you can but glance,
Unintoxicated and lachrymose.

*Risus Sardonicus, pulls up a chair,
Together with **Trismus (a bloodthirsty pair)
***Cervicodynia! It’s too much to bare!
Rigor hunts Mortis to bring to a close.

Rise from the table in glorious defeat
Bold in your absence (your plate is replete)
Order your spirit and take it down neat
Resign yourself to a life indisposed.



*An abnormal grinning expression resulting from involuntary prolonged contraction of the facial muscles.
**Spasm of the jaw muscles
***Neck pain

Thankyou. Yes please, I would like one