Amanda and Her Moose Therapy
I traced the lineage of the Spoon
To three small hummocks on the moon
To three small hummocks and a rock
I traced the lineage of Herr Spock
I traced his lineage and his ears
To a night Amanda drank too many beers
To a night Amanda hung one on
And tried to make it with a faun
And tried to make it home in time
But all she had was one thin dime
But all she had was quite enough
She just had to strut her stuff
She just had to stuff her face
And start a half-breed Vulcan race
And start a half-breed race that soon
Regaled the dark side of the moon
With "fascinating" poems like these
Hairy poems we ought to tweeze
Hairy poems let us tweeze
Live long and prosper, if you please
Contributors: | quasi, Roland, F, Kansas Sam, Karin, Baoloa, Ethetran, Dassn't Say, Irene Adler, Grayman. |
Poem finished: | 31st October 2003 by Anon.. |