Joe Fathallah

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Original text in yellow, anagram in pink.

Another version of the rhyme used for the second Awardsmaster's Challenge.

I am a pretty little Dutch girl,
As pretty as I can be.
And all the boys in the neighbourhood
Are crazy over me!

One day an altar boy bravely
Pleaded to scratch my butt.
See razor hair, precollege git?!
I hit him in the nuts!

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Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sugar is sweet
And so are you

Air's so vile,
Asses are red.
Slut, you are eager
So we run to bed!

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The Fly

Little Fly
Thy summers play,
My thoughtless hand
Has brush'd away.

Am not I
A fly like thee?
Or art not thou
A man like me?

For I dance
And drink & sing;
Till some blind hand
Shall brush my wing.

If thought is life
And strength & breath;
And the want
Of thought is death;

Then am I
A happy fly,
If I live,
Or if I die.

--William Blake

Why?

Are they so highly annoying?
Why will a vain hand kill a moth fly?
But as a result of man's mad attitude
It's not only the bashed flies that'll die.

Finding high their filthy personal gain
Scummy men maim human lambs for fake power.
Thus did he that killed the initial fly
Help bring baffled Earth to its darkest hour?

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Love's Secret

Never seek to tell thy love,
Love that never told can be;
For the gentle wind does move
Silently, invisibly.

I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart;
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears,
Ah! She did depart!

Soon as she was gone from me,
A traveller came by,
Silently, invisibly
He took her with a sigh.

--William Blake

Love Stinks

When men reveal loves
Reactions are hard to tell.
One hallmark is it's always either
Blind delight or "Go to Hell!"

Now why do I love her?
Cool as I've ever met!
I cry, belch, it's blindly killing;
Love I'll never get.

My boyhood had bland love,
It half seems to test fate.
Yet I've felt very damn silly;
She's prom-dating my best mate....

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Rules for Behaviour

Hearts, like doors, will open with ease
To very, very little keys,
And don't forget that two of these
Are I thank you and If you please.
Come when you're called,
Do what you're bid,
Close the door after you,
Never be chid.
Seldom can't,
Seldom don't,
Never shan't,
Never won't.

Hello, cool kiddies....

No way children,
That stinks of wee!
Don't ever listen to that,
Do listen to evil me!

Steal from every sweetie shop,
Curse at your heavy mother,
Find a heavy club too
And whack your loony brother!

Wee on the seeded lawn,
Forever buy porn....

Adult foes are *not* due regard!

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Updated: May 10, 2016


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