09-25-2006 11:36 PM
I once went to a seminar where someone, with a straight face, tried to argue that poetry made up of random noises was an ideal means of rejecting the rot and corruption of the Nixon years.
And so, with that in mind, here is my own poetic excretion:
Flapsy-hnnng!
Bloji-bloji nogger-weeeeeeb
Shiggy shiggy
Noooooooooooog
Hibbly-hibbly
Vartvart Boooooooooooooog
Shibbly sog
Jinkyjinky
KOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooog
Hanhan hooon
Guioguioguio gwarsey
Daggly
Shhhhheeeeeeeeeek
Nidge-nidge
Obly-gogly
Naaaaaaaaa.
Jibber-jibber frangly-wooo
Shiiinnnng
WooWooWooWooWooWooWooWooWooWooWooWoo!
Woo.
Bollocks
Cock
Piss.
Vooooooon.
And if that doesn't win the midterms for the Democrats, I'll not only eat my hat but shag it first!
06-15-2006 11:56 AM
I want a midget for a butler so I kidnapped a toddler and am teaching it to obey me through pain! Soon, I shall have my own version of Fantasy Island! (As long as Social Services don't catch up with me...)