May 26, 2009

I wrote poems for the late Mrs Jones

Hmm... A limerick is a really pissy way to kick-start my blog, but it's something at least.

As I rendered the flesh from her bones,
I wrote poems for the late Mrs Jones.
These I read to her head
as we cuddled in bed,
in my most Vincent Price-ian tones.


  1. Thanks Kate. I actually thought of you when I was posting it. In a nice way, of course... ;) Must do more horror limericks, lots of fun.