| Drunk Author: |
Carol Hodges |
| Location: |
Breast Area |
| When: |
12/18/1999 |
| What: |
I really need to meet this Carol gal if not do her! (blush) |
| Why: |
Clearly there was no reason for this poem the lack of reason inspires the best poetry! |
| de comment: |
Carol sounds cute! More importantly, her poem is bad and about beer... ummmm, what can I say = this poem just sucks and in doing so is great!!! Thank you Carol! (likes how Carol is testing out potential vocabulary! (kiss)) |
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| Its a bad bad bad bad bad bad bad poem |
In order to
vociferously spew
A barrage of
animated verbiage
It is
utter fuckin necessity
To get
completely
schnockered
And if you plan on
getting laughs
You need yer dearest
bosom pals
Yer required
ration of beer
And yer Irish tolerance
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| Author, Carol Hodges |
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