Vogon Poetry
Posted in Mad Rantings on 03/26/2009 12:03 am by MissAthenaHollowSee, 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.
