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I shouted at you in my mind. ’Twas most dreaded: Yet my heros remain as gasses with THY unicorns
about 6 hours ago
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It is the breathtaking lump,And it pulls a pink flame.
By the sensible finger and the digital sky,
Now wherefore deceive you me?
5:23 PM Dec 18th
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All is whispering stuff and vows,And my noise shrieks — “dream!”
And the prisoner feels the tower.
11:14 PM Dec 17th
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It is best to mix a waffle as a monkey would do it.
12:39 PM Dec 17th
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Fires are manly, comets are putrid. I vexed you in my mind. ’Twas most rigid:
Yet thy emotions remain as swamps with my wrecks.
2:13 PM Dec 3rd
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Grasp my PRINCESSES as we once did, by the citycats. Pawswiggles break across the unctuous liversprains.
It got its HONEY bifurcated.
10:57 AM Nov 25th
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Spitefully ponder, o wormy rumtubble. Yay! Thou encrusted skimmer, as like unto the faith!
Twas so electrified then.
2:45 PM Nov 23rd
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I’m the octopus with my rock-crowd I’m ascending and reading
I’m groaning; DYING;
I’m the ruler with my brainy mainframe.
12:28 PM Nov 20th
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Sofas are brainy.
1:04 PM Nov 17th
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Work, charge, and fail. It is most wooden when distinctly done. All is now warm. The dream is indeed boundless today! Mmm!
10:56 AM Nov 16th
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Play a boiler, how it brings me weakness! Eh!Snots are actually liquids in mine eyes,
O rusted moon of trout!
11:38 AM Nov 13th
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From manly coders to queens of adaptability; they count.
12:41 PM Nov 12th
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Anyone know a Vogon Poetry fan who's also an intellectual property lawyer? Got cease & desisted by the estate, have a couple questions. :-\
11:35 AM Aug 12th
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I get to boast for another hotel.
Who was more smart on that shorn fumble?
You who is clamoring, or me who shuffles you.
12:19 PM Jul 30th
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‘O let not “Big boy pants” deride you,
You cannot drag cleverness.’
8:34 AM Jul 24th
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Yet more mammalian would it not be
Save by some bumpy inspection known but to a few pans.
11:57 AM Jul 23rd
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But o! That red sock which strummed
Down the big spice against the wondrous predator
Did write:
11:57 AM Jul 23rd
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Transmit my wrecks as we once did, by the blicksticks.
Heads flipdrangle across the rusted INCOMPETENCES.
It got its VACUUM explored.
8:22 AM Jul 21st
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WHY IS THE SLUG HOOPY? TO WHAT END DOES IT CONSTRUCT SO DEEPLY?
HARK! FOR THE HOOPY POPSLIPS BINGLE THEIR PARACHUTE.
8:06 AM Jul 14th
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CARGO ON MY SUNS!
SHRUNK THE TRACTORS FROM DYING, WRECKED?
THEY WERE STEALING LAMPS FROM MY IMPACTED POEM, ALAS!
3:09 PM Jul 7th
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- Name Vogon Poetry
- Location Earth
- Web http://bit.ly/Vog...
- Bio Daily poems for you made using the iPhone Vogon Poetry generator
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