Monday, July 16, 2012

Vogon Poetry About Grindo


See, see the Muscular sky
Marvel at its big Ghastly Green depths.
Tell me, Grindo do you
Wonder why the Clefthoof ignores you?
Why its foobly stare
makes you feel horny.
I can tell you, it is
Worried by your Masshole facial growth
That looks like
A Beer.
What's more, it knows
Your fucktarded potting shed
Smells of Grindo's pinky.
Everything under the big Muscular sky
Asks why, why do you even bother?
You only charm Beefmasters.

1 comment:

  1. This was from a generator...heh....not from my brain.

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