Replying to a comment on:
The fetus farm
(
Haiku
) by
horus8
Prom comes once a year in America, just ask A Planned Parenthood.
-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
25-Sep-03/7:02 PM
I once lived on a foetus farm, you know. Ghastly work, especially in monsoon season. The fields were often utterly awash with unformed hearts and amniotic sacs. Of course we made do with what we had, and in fact it was my uncle who invented cheese & amnion flavoured crisps and sold the formula to Walkers (who renamed it at once). This poeme is rubbish though.
Track and Plan your submissions
;
Read some Comics
;
Get Paid for your Poetry
PoemRanker Copyright © 2001 - 2024 - kaolin fire - All Rights Reserved
All poems Copyright © their respective authors
An internet tradition since June 9, 2001