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Wee Canimal Beasties
Contributed by
dumfries
on
Saturday, 27th December 2003 @ 06:21:01 AM in AEST
Topic:
fantasy
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Tis open season on the wee knights in armor.
We chase them and crush the life from them,
Enjoyin their oozin blood flowin onto the dirt.
We the hunters who collect bounty of sin.
We see them slimin in gutters and smellin of beer.
We watch the poor motorist who hits one and runs.
They hides in bushes and behind trees to avoid our stare.
We cherish the "road kill"as they are now done.
How can ya be killin these rare beasties?
What kind of a woman? What kind of a man?
Well now since ya be askin tis no sorrow.
Tis only a can!
Rita M. Edgar R.A. Mpls, MN-US C1992
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2003-12-27 06:21:01] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Wee Canimal Beasties
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 21st July 2004 @ 07:49:35 AM AEST (User
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It certainly is a peculiarity.
And you have a book full of these??
How encouraging! |
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