10 June 2007

a certain kind of magic

we'll always get the best return
life treats us all so very well
no power will our presence spurn
we'll always get the best return

our foes all hope that we will burn
each in our own peculiar hell
we'll always get the best return
life treats us all so very well

what we have got we didn't earn
but wealth has never had a smell
we'll do ourselves a better turn
what we have got we didn't earn

to comfort will we soon adjourn
what we now know we will not tell
what we have got we didn't earn
but wealth has never had a smell

you may look both bold and stern
but you'll soon fall under our spell
you anxious folk will never learn
you may look both bold and stern

you'll have no choice but now to turn
your earnestness we have to quell
you may look both bold and stern
but you'll soon fall under our spell

2 comments:

Chia Mimi said...

I love it!

Now I remember I wrote a poem in this style. Repeating a sentence!
Do not know if it was in Dutch or English, but I have a look later on.

Never mind me....like I said: I love this one.

FSJL said...

Dank je wel. The style is called 'triolet', and this is a chain of three of them (with just two rhymes).