EDitorial ± 4-Oct-2006

Comes Down To The Conkers

To commemorate how it all started, some rhyming language:

Comes Down To The Conkers
Find a tree, throw a stick, grab some stonkers
Rub on hand cream 'til they're tough as Tonkas
May your chestnuts be horse
Thread a lace, use the force
Yet it all comes down to the conkers

Lost the plot, lost in France, lost in Yonkers
Resolved William to drive Harold bonkers
Those Normans decreed
More Hastings, less speed
Yet it all comes down to the conquerors

Your workmates, those yes-men, the plonkers
Mindless munchkins from straight out of Wonka's
Don't go with the flow
Take a stand, just say no
Yet it all comes down to the concurs

Taking snaps of your aunty's japonicas
Use your own SLR, not Veronica's
Keep your composure
Avoid over-exposure
Yet it all comes down to the Konicas

Tomorrow, 5-Oct-2006, is National Poetry Day.