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December 21st, 2007
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Friday Night Poetry Theater
Copied from a chat log earlier tonight, for your amusement and/or edification*:

tropism: Hee. "Let's make sure the world ends with a gang-bang, not a gang-whisper."
baxil: ...
tropism: ?
baxil: Some say the world will end in gang-bang,
Some say in whispers.
From chicks I've plied with yummy cake
I know the world is hard to rape.
But if that gang does really try
Then hide your mothers and your sisters
And give them guys, 'cause then you'll see
The whispers fly
And grown men flee.


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* That's right. This poem has the power to change your name to Ed. Ha-HAH!

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From:baphnedia
Date:December 22nd, 2007 02:50 am (UTC)
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My eyes! My poor, innocent eyes!
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From:yoje
Date:December 22nd, 2007 03:11 am (UTC)
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From:baxil
Date:December 22nd, 2007 03:28 am (UTC)
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Edited at 2007-12-24 03:07 am (UTC)
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From:gavinfox
Date:December 22nd, 2007 05:12 am (UTC)
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*feels stupid*
I don't get it... :(
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From:natetg
Date:December 22nd, 2007 06:54 am (UTC)
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This is a parody of a famous Robert Frost poem:

http://www.bartleby.com/155/2.html
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