The openings of famous novels <br />follow me around <br /> <br />for days on end <br /> <br />or just lounge around <br />waiting for me to say them. <br /> <br />The opening of MOBY DICK <br />has gone for a pee. <br /> <br />The opening of A TALE OF <br />TWO CITIES <br /> <br />has fallen asleep <br />by the radiator. <br /> <br />The opening of PRIDE <br />& PREJUCIDE <br />is sipping a cup of Earl Grey <br />tea. <br /> <br />“Call me Ishmael...Call me Ishmael! ” <br />pleads the opening <br />of MOBY DICK <br />returning from the loo. <br /> <br />“Have you washed your hands? ” <br />I ask it. <br /> <br />“It was the best of the worst of times...” <br />declaims the Dickens <br />confused upon awakening. <br /> <br />“Say me...say me! ” <br />they all clamour...crowding around me. <br /> <br />I just stare <br />at them in silence <br /> <br />wondering how <br />I got into this.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/openings-for-onelia/
