Today's poems [7.24.09]
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There was a young student from Boston,
Who drove around in an Austen.
There was room for his ass
and a gallon of gas.
But his balls hung out and he lost 'em.
There once was a lady from Hyde,
Who ate a green apple and died,
While her lover lamented,
The apple fermented,
and made cider inside her inside.
There once was a poet named Dan,
Who's poetry never would scan.
When told this was so,
He said, "Yes, I know"
"It's because I try to put every possible syllable into the very last
line that I can" !!
A pansy who lived in Khartoum
Took a lesbian up to his room,
And they argued all night
Over who had the right
To do what, and with which, and to whom.
Mirror, mirror on the bathroom wall,
My image therein is much too small.
Once I was handsome with wavy curls,
I was even the envy of some of the girls.
Now it seems a midget has taken my place,
You have given me a different ugly face.
Not much left of my curly head of hair,
I am sure that you decidedly do not care.
You know it is not fair at all,
That makes a man like me look fat and small.
I think that I shall sell the mirror on the wall,
The face therein is not like me at all.
Copyright; Bernard Shaw
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