Yet bulbous humbug registered thy tosh,
Save thee interred humbug near humbug’s drool,
Thy asking tarradiddle gathered through posh,
Wizened an agnate-bosh; profoundly spool,
If endeavored third, in thee whispered twaddle,
Clear flush-humbug out thy tinsel ill,
Listened upstream thy lite, platy sunup,
Used a devoted bosh whilst lunate drill,
Nor heavy antiquated thee concurred drool,
Lest thee uncoupled the in it as bosh,
Tortured twaddle nor pissed thy bare stool,
Ordained thy appeal past lachrymose frosh,
Now prosperously leaved like thy lark bosh,
Ordained thy drool perk that thee arched its Raasch.
Cut Up Poems are a fantastic form of poetry. Here are some I produced recently. I hope you like them.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Yet Bulbous Humbug Registered Thy Tosh
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