Ellie was going to play in the World Scrabble
Championships in Thailand but format had changed,
instead of the usual English rules, it was sexual,
all words now were risque' with no decency at all.
She was horrified but somehow still agreed to play,
closed her eyes and wondered what mother might say;
there was still the fifty point bonus for seven letter word,
like 'bollock' which all sounded rather absurd.
There was a triple word score when she put '*****,'
and another bonus for even managing '********,'
double letter score for dumping the 'X' in sex,
there were numerous laughs when she managed 'sucks.'
It wasn't enough, she was just out of her league,
and finally had to give up due to sexual fatigue.
Categories:
bollock, fantasy, games, poetess,
Form: Prose
Pea Soup
A lot of party people have perfect bowels.
What would it take to totally kaput Nork's military machine?
Same ferocity in battle as that one bollock corporal’s?
All along the periphery, East v West, their games of cat and mouse, thrust and parry continued.
Warpac Hungarian Hind and Yankee NATO Kiowa getting intimate in the weeds.
No one ever won; a draw.
Thirty years later Korea time destination central.
Viper v Fulcrum.
Nothing changes but the year.
Categories:
bollock, conflict, history, satire, war,
Form: Verse