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Dinner With The Navy (Free verse) by colbaby I once had a chicken I wanted to thicken
For dinner with friends from the navy
I remebered the spuds and the peas and the corn
But fuck me I forgot the gravy
So quick as a flash I gathered my cash
And whipped up the shop for some sauce
What flavor I chose, do you suppose?
It was barbeque chicken of course!
Up the ladder:
Gibberish
Down the ladder:
here i lay
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Posted: September 12, 2006 12:00 AM PDT; Last modified: September 12, 2006 12:00 AM PDTWeighted score: 4.7019925 Overall Rank: 12013 Comments:
Pitiful. I expected better after I read another one of yours. Fuck me, you can't even spell "flavour"
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You have, with a brilliant turn of phrase, managed to combine illiteracy, stupidity, prejudice and ignorance into something approaching an art form. When I say art form, I am being euphemistic, not that you would know what a euphemism was even if it came and bit a hunk out of your ugly, obese leg.
How can I find words to describe your poem? Maybe if I go to the nearest public toilet I will find inspiration in the pan. If I can tolerate the pong, that is.
It is poems like this that make me appreciate the value of blindness.
PS. I fancy that Liza Minelli, don't you? Apart from her big Jewish nose that is."