Slamming poetry

Jun 06, 2004 23:03

Tonight I went to a poetry slam, blam, scram, tram, pram ( Read more... )

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funkyhamster June 7 2004, 03:24:24 UTC
Take the money and run,
take the bunny and hun,
take the funny and bun.

I follow the trails of the elephant seal
And put a blood-soaked rock in my pocket.

(snap)

It is eight hundred billion years old.
I am only 3948.

(Said in a sing-song breathy voice to the accompaniment of various musical instruments, including a garden hose, a ferret and a saxophone mouthpiece)

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