Tard
by grimbeau
False start, phantom urges,
torpid orchid, shy to leave.
Back down, board the junk,
Jesternista, caught a crab,
choppy weather, flayed on blether,
sever Trevor, war not love,
H-bomb ambrosia,
cream the pesky varmint rice.
Ring the changes, ding-a-ling.
There’s a thing. Hell’s got bells!
Jesus wept, overslept,
missed the bus, succubus.
Train to Darksville,
never late, never late, never late…