The Hounds of Kyahgirl
The Hounds of Kyahgirl
Characterised by Mother Hen’s Life in the prime of last week
Stimulated by an Egg Custard Tart sprinkled with Nutmeg
A perfect remedy after tonsillectomy time
Abscessed teeth, blessed are the meek
Damned are rude bloggers whose rudeness is a crime
Coming back to morning.
Well travelling in the poop and blood of the unworthy
Gliding over water most accomplished
Hunting through cracks of light and dusk
Tasting many delicacies
the rare Triffid Zydeco fish
and those bloggers most phony
like Jogger the Pony
A Poem by the Cloned Corpse of Marcus Tal inspired by the inspirational blog of Kyahgirl
Characterised by Mother Hen’s Life in the prime of last week
Stimulated by an Egg Custard Tart sprinkled with Nutmeg
A perfect remedy after tonsillectomy time
Abscessed teeth, blessed are the meek
Damned are rude bloggers whose rudeness is a crime
Coming back to morning.
Well travelling in the poop and blood of the unworthy
Gliding over water most accomplished
Hunting through cracks of light and dusk
Tasting many delicacies
the rare Triffid Zydeco fish
and those bloggers most phony
like Jogger the Pony
A Poem by the Cloned Corpse of Marcus Tal inspired by the inspirational blog of Kyahgirl
10 Comments:
Your poetry moves me to my very soul.
*sighs*
Another masterpiece.
You have a soul?
Good one Marcus! Luv the doggy pic! He is adorable!
:)
I am honoured by your kind compliments. Peace be with you my children
Kind Regards
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I have a soul somewhere I think but I might have sold it when I needed money for Pot Noodle.
What a rude remark 'anonymous' made. If I did not know any better that scoundrel and poppinjay 'Jogger the Pony' was behind it. I hope this fool's comments did not offend you Fuckkit. I rarely censor as I believe in FREE SPEECH. However I will not tolerate racism and discrimination based on sexuality.
Kind Regards
not even poetry makes my arsehole move only a large tin of beans or a potent curry can do that but i too, lord of drugs and ritual myth, was infuriated and incensed by anon's comments.
let loose the Hounds of Kyahgirl to chew on his sweetmeats!!
oh, thank you for the lovely poem. So touching!!
I can't believe I missed this.
I hope your chocolate poisoning has been resolved :-)
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