Weird
the room is upside down,
the building spinning round and round,
the city jumps up and down,
whilte the planet rolls along the ground.
A cat smokes a fag,
in the corner of the room,
people order cyanide,
while an oyster works its loom.
(by yours truly)
posted by Charlii Fandango @ 5:20 pm
5 Comments:
YOU'RE INSANE!
of course I am.
Man.
That looks like something I coulda written over the last 24 hours while I was raving with the fever!
I could see how you could compose all of that poem except the oyster working a loom. I mean....oysters don't have hands!!!!! Or even noodly appendages. No appendages whatsoever. Now I have a hankering for oysters and spaghetti bolognaise. Where the hell am I gotta get those at this hour? Thanks a LOT Chuckles!
Hmmm shoulda made that into a hi-coooo. (Too late for spelling, esp Japanese words rendered into Engrish.)
Oysters dont have hands
No loom working for them. NEXT!
Hungry, Damn u Chuck!
Hmmmm no should leave the hyekooo to Manman.
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