'Tis seldom that mere mortal man,
enrobed in blurple ermine
does drink as often as he can
a cup of blended vermin.
Nay! rather puppies doth he blend
to sate his evil cravings
and hobos bring to bloody end
with epithets and ravings.
Lo, he comes, the Instaman
with linkage foul, yet treasured--
to robot dance when e'er he can...
true evilness, unmeasured.
CARNIVAL ENTRY!
Meter AND rhyme? I'm all tingly now... Ohhhhh Susie, more! MORE! ;-)
Posted by: Harvey at November 2, 2003 04:12 PMheh ;)
Posted by: jean at November 3, 2003 12:03 AMWoo Hoo!! Great one, Susie!!!
Posted by: Tuning Spork at November 3, 2003 03:33 AM"Nay! rather puppies doth he blend."
The single funniest line of the whole puppy blender gag. :)
That was great for me!
Posted by: The Bartender at November 5, 2003 12:25 AMMy apologies for the multiple Trackbacks. I kept getting a 'time-out' error on my MT menu. But they were getting thru. Sorry.
Actually, the best line is:
with linkage foul, yet treasured--
It is completely true yet also so poetic.
That was great! Meter AND rhyme. I loved it: "Lo, he comes, the Instaman
with linkage foul, yet treasured--
to robot dance when e'er he can...
true evilness, unmeasured."
One thing, though: this one needs a drink alert.
Posted by: Linda at November 6, 2003 05:27 PM