high quality collaborative blackout doggerel
Saturday, August 16, 2003
  guiding long beards
into loafs of fear
with twinkling molars
wake up feeling bleary
cascading ebbs so dreary
moose are Borax
have you read The Lorax?
bleach it with Clorox
then wash the candles
search out footwear
for free with your lips
on my big waxy ass
all that candy can’t be bad
Mira Sorvino so sad
because I killed her dad.

like "the good kind"
not bud but buddies
butt buddies, that is
Heh heh! batten the hatch
scrambling the heat
can’t save these eggs
big blackout brunch
bigger than Us or Him
now with NPR
"National Public Repetition"
it’s a fashionable sedition
cameras poking Nixon
in his "sand trap"
such a luxury to chew
shrubby bush meat

free dumplings for all
says Master of Cards
the two legged injun
in an inkwell of stars
take your goldfish to Mars
don’t let him get SARS
I got a footful of tar
when I spanked the elf
with Santa’s prime rib
Santa’s juicy prime wick.
gimee a loaf of that!
make a sofa outta cats
(and they better be fat!)
as long as they fart
and don’t buy the cheese

spider red lips says
"beggers cry in a lot"
playing I Spy with Trent Lott
and watching "28 Days"
Sandra Bullock is hot – not
take an break and smoke pot
the squeegees are alive
with the taste of ice
crawlin’ with lice
up in yr hair so nice
can you make me cry?
wipe a moose in your eye
Drew says "Zyzzyva"
a moment in his pockets
Vato!
 
poems written in blackouts on cards in bars

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