Platypus
I found one of my favourite poems online today. Well, I've only read the first four lines of it before, but I believe it to be a classic, formative experience that warped me for life. It's called The Diplomatic Platypus.
I had a duck-billed platypus when I was up at Trinity,
With whom I soon discovered a remarkable affinity.
He used to live in lodgings with myself and Arthur Purvis,
And we all went up together for the Diplomatic Service.
Possibly, this explains a lot.
19 December, 2000
