Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Spirlgont, oh shabbleflox!

In that retscince faschenza
we all cloburble a rescanting SHAROO!
Taktak invertoil when we kiss
and spraggle our dervishish calvsters -
on the floor,
on the freggle,
on the beachofthatvillawiththefantasticalview.
Brescantileurbingly bobylish.
Fahgrunt. Fahgrunt.


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Vogon poetry is the beat of the day!

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