John "The Gneech" Robey (the_gneech) wrote,
John "The Gneech" Robey
the_gneech

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And Now, To Express Myself in Verse

Oh freddled gruntbuggly
Thy micturations are to me
As plurdled gabbleblotchits
On a lurgid bee

Groop I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes
and hooptiously drangle me
with crinkly bindlewurdles,
Or otherwise I shall rend thee in the gobberwarts
with my blurglecruncheon
See if I don't!

Gashee morphousite, thou expungiest quoopisk!
Fripping lyshus wimbgunts
awhilst moongrovenly kormzibs
Bleem miserable venchit!
Bleem forever mestinglish asunder frapt!
Gerond withoutitude form into formless bloit
Why not then? Moose

-The Gneech
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