Thursday, January 29, 2009

miracle drug

He was tied to the bed with a miracle drug in one hand, 
In the other, a great lost novel that, 
I understand, was returned with a stamp 
That said "Thank you for your interest, young man." 

While preparing his soul for a perilous slide into crime, 
He had decided that he would err on this side of divine, 
Being told this was wise, 
That there'd be payback with interest in due time 

He was tied to a job selling miracle drugs from his home, 
At his door every morning, a trophy arrived with the dawn, 
With the following inscribed: 
"We've followed you with interest for some time." 

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Saturday, January 17, 2009

The Workman's Friend

When things go wrong and will not come right,
Though you do the best you can,
When life looks black as the hour of night -
A pint of plain is your only man.


When money's tight and hard to get
And your horse has also ran,
When all you have is a heap of debt -
A pint of plain is your only man.


When health is bad and your heart feels strange,
And your face is pale and wan,
When doctors say you need a change,
A pint of plain is your only man.

When food is scarce and your larder bare
And no rashers grease your pan,
When hunger grows as your meals are rare -
A pint of plain is your only man.

In time of trouble and lousey strife,
You have still got a darlint plan
You still can turn to a brighter life -
A pint of plain is your only man.


(flann o'brien)