Oh To Be Hanged Or Hung!

Let voted houses remain hung, Let horse-trading go on unsung, And pictures perpetually hung, But never once man shall be hung, An edict ‘tis of a strict tongue, A firm belief and devout faith, Man can only be hanged till death. And garments all without a grouse Are always on hangers are hung, Whilst aircraft in hangars are housed; If at all a sane soul is hung, It can only be his portrait; I've seen women fairly ‘well-hung', But well-endowed they are I bet. _________________________________________ The ways of words | 02.08.05 |