Alice’s Euro Dream (Draft 2)

Alice’s Euro Dream (Draft 2) (R7+ )

Alice’s Euro Dream

by “Alice”

Impressed in my dreams
pressing matters,
stamens of red saffron
pressings of oil and olive trees,
a message from Archemedes
who indeed, though hard to see,
ran from Marathon to Brussels
and popped out of a cake.

He was chewing mast gum
from the island of Chios
made a wise crack proposal:

“Let us escape a faux pas, and have
no hurry to a Massacre-Euro decline
twilight glow of the drachma, so

let my people build into your billing benign
an olive-oil pipeline, many gods willing.”

With steel pipe and pumps pleasing
it progressed through Greece very well, just

shooting along Albania new
under the sea to the Boot, but
then a nasty dispute:

Italy wanted an expanded pipeline
made of tubular pasta renewable
to carry cannolis and a tomato paste –
a mere steel pipeline through Italy
just would not do.

They built a pipeline
made of fried pasta,
all the way to
Brussels Belgium with
so much at stake, but

before it could be turned on
nearly everyone along the way
ate it.

— Douglas Gilbert

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Poems About Euro Zone, Finance, Greece, ” Alice’s Euro Dream “

Alice’s Euro Dream

    by “Alice”

Impressed in my dreams
pressing matters,
stamens of red saffron
pressings of oil and olive trees,
a message from Archemedes
who indeed, though hard to see,
ran from Marathon to Brussels
and popped out of a cake.

He was chewing mast gum
from the island of Chios
made a wise crack proposal:

“Let us escape a faux pas, and have
no hurry to Massacre-Euro decline
twilight glow of the drachma, so

let my people build in your billing benign
an olive-oil pipeline, many gods willing.”

With steel pipe and pumps pleasing
it progressed through Greece well, just

shooting along Albania new
under sea to the Boot, but
then the dispute:

Italy wanted an expanded pipe
made of tubular pasta renewable
to carry cannoli and a tomato paste —
a steel pipeline through Italy
just would not do.

They built a pipeline
made of fried pasta,
all the way to
Brussels Belgium with
much at stake, but

before it could be turned on
nearly everyone along the way
ate it.

— Douglas Gilbert

Alice’s Euro Dream (Draft 1)

Alice’s Euro Dream (Draft 1)

Alice’s Euro Dream
     by “Alice”

Impressed in my dreams
pressing matters,
stamens of red saffron
pressings of oil and olive trees,
a message from Archemedes
who indeed, though hard to see,
ran from Marathon to Brussels
and popped out of a cake.

He was chewing mast gum
from the island of Chios
made a wise crack proposal:

“Let us escape a faux pas, and have
no hurry to Massacre Euro decline
twilight glow of the drachma, so

let my people build in your billing benign
an olive-oil pipeline, many gods willing.”

With steel pipe and pumps pleasing
progressing through Greece well, just

shooting along Albania new
under sea to the Boot, but
then the dispute:

Italy wanted an expanded pipe
made of tubular pasta renewable
to carry cannoli and a tomato paste —
a steel pipeline through Italy
just would not do.

They built it all the way
to Brussels Belgium
with much at stake, but

before it could be turned on
nearly everyone along the way
ate it.

— Douglas Gilbert