Nov 05, 2003 23:15
I have been so violently ill
since I ate at that mongolian grill
My posterior emits a sulfurous sigh
and yearns for quilted paper, soft and three-ply.
'Tis hard to sit on such itching and burning
let alone ignore the malevolent churning.
For me now it's only bland soy kurds
and solid, well shapedened, easily passed turds.
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