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I've met not a few prose versions of this genre. In fact, I may even give up feeling guilty about my weakness for crime novels, in all their rich variety. joanna > Not specifically Gorey-esque as such, Dom, but of that kind of thing, yes. > Sort of Brummie-noir-with-hacked-to-pieces-theology. > > Best > > Dave > > > ----- Original Message ----- > From: "Dominic Fox" <[log in to unmask]> > To: <[log in to unmask]> > Sent: Tuesday, May 23, 2006 9:06 AM > Subject: Re: Poem and a Plea and a Scowl > > >> SING, HEAV'NLY MUSE > > Weirdly, and I suspect deliberately, reminiscent of Edward Gorey. I > keep expecting it to rhyme patly, and it keeps not doing so. > > A is for Alfred, whom asthma attacked; > B is for Bart, by a maniac hacked. > > C is for Cecil, crushed under a clock; > D is for Dina, who died of a shock... > > Dominic