Monday, December 11, 2006

the day that arturo died

somebody cried
at the POW
no, not the prisoner of war
no, not the patented obvious wossit
no, not the pulverized organ wurlizter
the prince of wales
take a leap back in history
set foot in a room with cheap beer
fools, butfoons and not so many shady characters
how about that?
oops just lost 5 years
feeling snappier already
Pippy longtroosers walked these boards again
the same boards
give or take a few old freakoids
or young potters of toss
would you like some beervis?
this time there was the broken man
man, he was broken
couldnt sit down
couldnt stand up
couldnt breathe without the macchina
disgusting the flower of trooth
the figa that didnt run for cover
coz the cover never availed itself
fancy the fook that
one dollar pots
one dollar fittttie pots
one dollar sittttieee pots
wot fookin next?
filling up space on blog?

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