Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

I Am A Cave Made.

I caveman, here my tip for successful life.

CAVEMAN.

I’m a caveman change is kinda slow
I have a stick I can prod with, a million years later something I can throw
Those mammoth though they’re tricky things, stick keep bouncing off
I’ve tried putting things on end, bit of leather, bit of cloth

A million gone by now, I’ve made a thing to shoot the stick
I call this thing I made a bow, but the stick it still won’t stick
I tied on the end a finger nail, but the mammoth he just laugh
I can’t wait ten million years for the invention of the cafe!

I got a claw from a big cats paw, fastened that onto the end
It did stick in mammoth, mammoth not now my friend
Mammoth did not fall down though, I though he was going to charge
We didn’t have money then though, I ran, mammoth very large.

After dragging sticks around a million years, I noticed sticks not round
Sticks gone all pointy being dragged along the ground
A sharp bit on the end though not good enough on its own
It needs to be something heavy like a bit of stone

So I found these bits of stone, I’m going to call them flint
Banged two of them together ‘till pointy on the end a little glint
I put a stick in bow, flint tied to the end
Shot it at mammoth, mammoth fell down, definitely not now friend

Wife and I having mammoth for dinner
Thing I made for shooty stick, really was a winner
So from that one invention, came also axe and knife
All just from that little tip, I made a success of life.

All words Meadowhead Bard.

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