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For M. B. (Free verse) by Tits There was a young fellow called Matt
Whose buttocks were covered in fat.
His cheeks were quite bruised
And his anus abused
By a fellow called James "Nor-T-Hat"
Up the ladder:
makin bacon
Down the ladder:
*pop* isn't just the sound a flashbulb makes
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Posted: October 15, 2003 8:34 AM PDT; Last modified: April 29, 2004 8:59 AM PDTWeighted score: 4.762871 Overall Rank: 11433 Comments:
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How did you get to be a poemwanker? It must have happened withing the last week and a half going by the email address in the red box. Tell me now. I can't be bothered to email you. Was it for inappropriate elevation of Christian baked goods?
I still don't understand how you found out that Joe-Joe's real name is James Wright.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!!!!!
And horus8's real name is Matthew Bennett!!!!!!!! And my real name is Alex Turner!!!!!!!!!!! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha etc.
I would like to tell you how impressed I am at this poem.
We love it.
Except me. Poser.
Poo paper
greasy
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ah, me.