I have eaten the toddlers that were in the wading pool
and which you were probably saving for breakfast
Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so wiggly
Oh man, I am really never going to get the image of a poetry reading being suddenly and violently interrupted by a huge shark swallowing the reader out of my head.
Congratulations, we have just discovered the very very very very small market for William Carlos Williams parodies.
I will teach you my townspeople how to perform a beach party -- for you have it over a pack of sharks-- unless one should scour the beach-- you have the tender tasty shark food necessary
I saw the best sharks of my generation go into a feeding frenzy, blood-glazed, obsessive, hungry, hammerheaded dogfish sliding along the suburban beaches at sunset looking for a bougeois snack...
Peach: daring. Flannel Trousers: previously white, and one-legged. Mermaids: singing, each to each To me?: No. Human Voices: drowning. Shark Attack: priceless.
I would prefer "Kids Say The Darndest Things On Drugs".
Recommended: speed, crack, mescaline, PCP, or a speed/LSD combo. Preferably the dirtiest, most questionable drugs one can find. Cut it with powdered bleach if necessary.
Though merchandising for the show would be difficult. A book version, for example. How the hell do you express in text form the sheer adorable genius and serendipity of a 4-year-old boy saying "AAAAAAAAGH! MOMMY!!! THE BATS!!! BLEEEAAAARRRGGH!"
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Date: 2001-10-19 09:54 am (UTC)upon
a great white
shark
surfacing among
waterwings
chewing on tardy
dogpaddlers.
Please let me thank you...
Ah, if only...
Re: Please let me thank you...
Date: 2001-10-19 01:08 pm (UTC)the toddlers
that were in
the wading pool
and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast
Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so wiggly
Oh man, I am really never going to get the image of a poetry reading being suddenly and violently interrupted by a huge shark swallowing the reader out of my head.
Congratulations, we have just discovered the very very very very small market for William Carlos Williams parodies.
I am hopping on this memetrain!
Date: 2001-10-19 02:32 pm (UTC)how to perform a beach party --
for you have it over a pack
of sharks--
unless one should scour the beach--
you have the tender tasty shark food necessary
I just wanna thank you falettin be mice elf...
Date: 2001-10-19 05:05 pm (UTC)blood-glazed, obsessive, hungry,
hammerheaded dogfish sliding along the suburban beaches at sunset looking for a bougeois snack...
(...to the tune of "Gilligan's Island"?)
Date: 2001-10-19 05:09 pm (UTC)That splashes by the shore
And screams so loud when it goes "crunch"
And fills the surf with gore
Re: (...to the tune of "Gilligan's Island"?)
Date: 2001-10-19 05:15 pm (UTC)Which is to say, bravo.
Blue Water, White Man's Overbite
Date: 2001-10-19 05:13 pm (UTC)Flannel Trousers: previously white, and one-legged.
Mermaids: singing, each to each
To me?: No.
Human Voices: drowning.
Shark Attack: priceless.
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Date: 2001-10-19 09:28 pm (UTC)Recommended: speed, crack, mescaline, PCP, or a speed/LSD combo. Preferably the dirtiest, most questionable drugs one can find. Cut it with powdered bleach if necessary.
Though merchandising for the show would be difficult. A book version, for example. How the hell do you express in text form the sheer adorable genius and serendipity of a 4-year-old boy saying "AAAAAAAAGH! MOMMY!!! THE BATS!!! BLEEEAAAARRRGGH!"