Accidental (?) poetry in Red Dwarf…
Like a blind old incontinent sheepdog
he’s had his day
Take him out to the barn with a double-barreled shot-gun
and blow the
mother away.
How do you do?
How do you do?
So you must be Lister
And you are too.
But I am not human
and neither are you.
And it is not our place
to judge them.
I wonder why you do.
There’s at least one other I’ve noticed but it’s not coming to me right now.