Sonnet to Yemen War

The plane idiot burned his front,
He put the accelerant on wrong.
He was afraid he would stick his shunt,
But he did anyway and burned his dong.

Strangely now I do not loudly hear
Those who would normally yell invade,
Not even do I hear a loud yell and cheer,
Not to even gather and draw a blade.

This Little sand box has 100 trainees
Wanting to be chosen to see maidens.
For that privilege they will go to knees.
And hope upon their turn, hallucinogens

Surely we can flush out such a few
Not have to be crazy as the wind blew.

Bonk

Submitted by hutch866 on Mon, 01/04/2010 - 12:19pm.

Excellerent? Poetic license?

I yam what I yam....Popeye

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hutch

Submitted by Bonkers on Mon, 01/04/2010 - 1:14pm.

No, blew that one!

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Bonker$

Submitted by Mike King on Mon, 01/04/2010 - 12:09pm.

Surely we can find 100 like souls on each street corner of Greenwich Village, or pretty much throughout the greater San Francisco area, wouldn't you agree?

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Mike

Submitted by Bonkers on Mon, 01/04/2010 - 1:18pm.

I think you missed the subject there!

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Bonk

Submitted by Mike King on Mon, 01/04/2010 - 1:27pm.

Nah, just a sample of YOUR retorts.

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