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[aid] => mick
[title] => There Once Was a Man...
[time] => 2008-04-15 19:33:28
[hometext] => i usually take poetry so seriously it was nice to write one just for laughs :)
[bodytext] => (this was written by me and two other friends each taking turns emailing a verse to each other just for fun. its purely for laughs) there once was a man who had a plan but it was a little bit quirky he climbed a tower with his manly power to retrieve the good tasting beef jerky After a very long hour, the man reached the peak of that tower. But instead of said jerky, he disappointedly found turkey. But once the tryptophan set in, he sadly fell to his end. yes it seemed like the end for the turkey stuffed man but theres always a new plan to hatch, so as he fell from the sky he aimed for a fat guy and escaped with barely a scratch. Though the results may seem glad, they are really quite sad, for the fatso had soiled his pants. When the faller fell down, poop splattered around, leaving none with a very good chance. yes its true not even the man with the plan could escape the poop shower i fear, but someone thought his story funny and coughed up some money and it began a reality tv career. Although this new fame had brought him much shame, his humility was always in doubt. For he jumped up and down and snatched his 15 minute crown, then next thing we knew he was out. though broke and alone and without any home the reality has been was always a good talker. he be friended a movie star outside his neighborhood bar and became George clooneys dog walker And each day he'd walk, till the day he was shocked, when a cement truck sent the dog to heaven WHat would he tell george? he felt a terrible scourge, and assembled ocean's eleven. Once all assembled, They all quite resembled A mighty bunch indeed "bugger with this dog" wrote he in his blog "I'll use them to get what I need!" For weeks the man trained, His body and brain, To win back his long lost power he assembled his team, like a recurring dream, Once again to look for the tower After much trial, and after awhile, There remained only but three Then they crested the peak, All would gape and not speak at their feet was the tasty beef jerky The man with the plan, reached out with one hand only to find his hand was taken away for a wondrous brad pitt, was throwing a fit And wanted to have his say "we travelled so far, without even a car just so you could claim you're prize? foolish man with a plan, I'm the one they call Dan" said he as he shed his disguise. This was no handsome brad, but an overweight cad with trousers smelling of swill It was the fat guy! we thought he did die! and not the man, he had come back to kill. "you ruined my life! I lost even my wife! when I came home full of waste! Now I will eat, this delicious treat which you will never taste" Throughout the speech, the third man,a leech, snuck over to claim snack when the man and the lard, saw this wild card they both began to attack but the tower did shiver, and the foundation quiver as the weight of the three converged and the tower did plummet, down to its summit beneath rubble the three were submerged why does this story, not only bore me, but leave me feeling just rotten? because my dear friend, they all met their end while the jerky lay forgotten. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 247 [topic] => 7 [informant] => jantra [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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