Wednesday, February 21, 2007

i hear the sounds
of whining clowns
who've come to beat my face.
when they arrive
i shall derive
the nectar of toothpaste.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Wow, did you think that up all by yourself?
Clowns, toothpaste, and beatings. How original.

Dill Weed said...

I am proud of this.

They said the same things about Chester A. Arthur.