ode to student dining

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.

Leave a comment

Comments 1

anonymous November 11 2003, 19:26:11 UTC
scat scat it comes out of you and it comes out of me i know what you are thinking it could be called that but lets be sicentific and call it scat scat.

Reply


Leave a comment

Up