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As to orientation I've begun a new élite
Ih which each pillow-hugging human grabs a light
Without betraying anyone connected to their feet
Or adding to the sensuousness of our delight
But fear not, for aplenty virgins await those which
have long arms & legs go twitch
Whatever, rightly understood, that might mean
Andy Kaufman died of a ruptured Spleen
From whence the angry cucumbers fly,
and a rat which vomits smoke and lye
Into a cupboard crammed up with pi
Where we shall all go, by and by
Contributors: | (trad), Apsley, olaf, Rfwoolf, Nathan, Nigel Sly, Angela, lythron, Chevalier. |
Poem finished: | 26th February 2007 by Apsley. |