Poetry

I liked the result so well earlier, that I decided something. Every friday from now on, I will take the emails that I have received during the last week, use cut and paste only, and construct a poem. I give you this week's attempt at aestheticism.

When they were out of my favorite gin,
ALL atomic motion stops and the proctologist fainted.

Make the biggest mistake ever,
You need more tail (we don’t want anything slipping out).
Maybe if I was well hung.

You are disgusting! You might be next.
I love the Temporary Insanity.

They look like big hairy rats!
I’ll take the time to know that they are great.
While high students lick the flagpole.

Just tell me who the heck you are!

I am lazy.