Today's poems [8.29.10]
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There was a young man from Bengal
Who got in a hole in a wall.
"Oh," he said, "It's a pity
This hole is so gritty,
But it's better than nothing at all."
On clinkers his choice often fell,
Or clabbered piss brought to a jell.
When these palled to his tastes,
He tried snot and turd-paste,
And found them delicious as well.
THE MORNING SONG....FOR NON-MORNING PEOPLE
I woke early one morning,
The earth lay cool and still.
When suddenly a tiny bird,
Perch on my window sill.
He sang a song so lovely,
So carefree and so gay.
That slowly all my troubles,
Began to slip away.
He sang of far off places,
Of laughter and of fun.
It seemed his very trilling,
Brought up the morning sun.
I stirred beneath the covers,
Crept slowly out of bed.
And gently lowered the window,
And crushed his fucking head.
There once was a man named Sweenie,
who spilled some gin on his weenie.
So just to be couth,
he spilled some vermouth.
And then slipped his girl a Martini.
A lady on climbing Mount Shasta
Complained as the mountain grew vaster,
That it wasn't the climb
Nor the dirt nor the grime
But the ice on her ass that harassed her.
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