Vogon poetry for your extra special fellow mates
See see the affectionate sky, Marvel at its big pink depths. Tell me,_______ do you Wonder why the dodo ignores you? Why it's foobly stare makes you feel dumb. I can tell you, it is worried by your fucko blaster facial growth That looks like a rotting meat. What's more it knows Your Belgium potting shed Smells of buffalo mucus Everything under the wide Affectionate sky asks why do you even bother? YOU ONLY CHARM ROTTEN EGG'S Well this is a bit of Vogonistic poetry for someone you did like to insult badly........Just fill the name in the blank space provided.
posted by Unknown @ 8:59 PM
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In this frivolous composition, the august freak tries to gain transcendence over the ostentatious beauty of _____ that bewitches him.
The fucko blaster acts as a driving force for change and rejuvenation in the human and normal world, that is rapt with pain and agony.
______'s beauty may seem like a perverse versimilitude to the normal world, but to the Freak, it means the world to him.
Like the insignificant flutter of a butterfly in the Amazon, that creates a traffic jam in NY, the Freak goes on ranting about _____'s enrapturing presence.
True, only eating rotten eggs can force such scheisse to unfold from within.
Kudos to the freak
\.m./
Dear Priya..........that poem was not for you.......so why such a insult of my artwork
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