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Dr Dave - a poem

Cassie

Touching the monolith
Staff member
Dr Dave likes onions
He even rubs them on his bunions
One day he fell down
and broke his crown
and his onions came tumbling behind him
 
I told you that in confidence you SASSY CASSIE!
 
Cassie likes dongs
She collects them all night long
One day she fell down
and ripped her gown
and her stalkers came tumbling out behind the bushes
 
That's the story of why Loktar is not allowed in that part of Florida.
 
That's the story of why Loktar is not allowed in that part of Florida.

No, women wearing orange shirts in the produce section, and me squeezing oranges to test for ripeness is why I'm banned from Florida....also I may have punched a judge when he told me Cassie was within her legal rights to steal my dong.
 
You shouldn't punch Judges, Loktar.
 
Can I tickle torture them?
 
Only if you get consent.
 
I bet if I tickle him long enough he'll consent.
 
silly stalkers; we could have told them it was a TRAP.
 
A lim about onions for Dave
A veggy teh Dr. doth crave
I'm writing it down
Not making much sound
CA2Z said to behave
 
Dr Dave ate my onions.
It wasn't very nice.
Dr Dave ate my onions
I was saving them for my rice.
 
A haiku

Onions for the Dr.
In the spring
TK rules
 
I won't be giving Loktar positive karma for lies.
 
I like Dr Dave he's cool
I like Dr Dave he's no fool
I love Dr Dave and his ways
He let me urinate in his pool
 
I like Dr Dave he's cool
I like Dr Dave he's no fool
I love Dr Dave and his ways
He let me urinate in his pool

Well somebody was bound to do it. So I figured it might as well be Scottish urin.
 
Protrubant and pernicious is the nose
I see before me; how it mocks my stare
and battles me for oxygen. There are those
who stalk and worship noses of this fare
And make a tithe to their local nose church.
Bill Maher would smugly orate o'er the air
how worshiping a nose is a vain search
for inner peace that take you nowhere.
For when you seek a cure for all your woes,
peace won't be found in the shire of FUCKNOSE.
 
(Ides of March tomorrow, so get yer Shakespeare on!) ;)
 
That's not a thread about me!

DFAISHPIOFHIFHOP
 
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