Vogon Poetry
Posted in Mad Rantings on 03/26/2009 12:03 am by Athena HollowSee, see the vindictive sky
Marvel at its big clear depths.
Tell me, Joxter do you
Wonder why the ass ignores you?
Why its foobly stare
makes you feel exhausted.
I can tell you, it is
Worried by your slorshl facial growth
That looks like
A mold.
What’s more, it knows
Your snorf potting shed
Smells of leprachaun.
Everything under the big vindictive sky
Asks why, why do you even bother?
You only charm noses.
