CC 93: A poet I ain't.

Author: Lordfly

Date: January 17, 2002

by Lordfly
1-17-02
When your face is itching lots...
And you're fearful of bloody clots...
TOBOR TURN FLESHLING TO GRIME!
Fucking robots, they never rhyme.
What's this hubbub, chicken knave?
Burma shave?
Unf.