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[title] => THE MAGNIFICENT SOCTOR DUESS
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[bodytext] => Hello my name is Soctor.
You can call me Soctor Duess. I’m here to treat your problem, That deals with your caboose. Now if I get a little behind, What, you say you’ve changed your mind? Well, what is your excuse! Something really smells rotten, Oh, that came from the other room. But man it really stinketh, Like it just came from a tomb. You say you’ve eaten ham and eggs Even though they both turned green? Well that is the most foolish thing, I’ve ever heard or ever seen. And then you came and told me, You ate a red and a blue fish. Now just what is the matter with you, Do you have a big death wish? Pew, now there is that smell again, And it stinks like a dead pelican. Was it one fish or two fish? Did you put them on a clean dish. Did you eat them there or hear? Was it far or was it near? Did you wash them down with beer? And after you did could you see clear? These are things I need to know. Did you puke or did you blow? Would you eat them once again? Or would you throw them in a can? I think there is no hope for you, For as I talk you’re turning blue. Oh, now I know what that smell was. You choked to death on a piece of fuzz! By: SOCTOR DUESS/ AKA Robert Edgar Burns rob.burns2@verizon.net homepage.mac.com/robertburns2/… [comments] => 2 [counter] => 180 [topic] => 7 [informant] => Robert_Edgar_Burns [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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