twelveoone
ground zero
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every time a god farts a poem is bornI can't stand the whine
Personally I prefer to hop through the barley fields
In search of Jacks bean stalk
I keep hearing harp music
And smelling giant (god?) farts
But I've yet to trip over any golden eggs
that's why you need the beans
this is why there is a serious lack of poems under monotheism
atheists are much worse
but when they let one rip
Mama, call out the hearse