Post by Barry Hodges on Oct 28, 2010 11:36:39 GMT
This is #113 in my seriously wonderful "Memories" sequence in its latest revision.
Memories of Tokyo, beautiful capital city of Japan;
O how they come flooding back to me, always reminding me
of a fat prostitute I saw crushed by a steamroller in the rush hour.
Ah sweet Tokyo's grateful memories of that beautiful capital city
where a tasty sushi can be enjoyed at a significant financial outlay.
But I must lay these gustatory treats aside pro tem
since I can still recall the obese whore’s pock-marked face
as it got pulped pointlessly by that mighty rotating cylinder.
Possibly, it served her right for being in an inconsiderate hurry;
and thus her sperm-filled body was turned into a potage
of corrupt and damaged fat as passers-by took photos
to send to their demented friends of the slit-eyed variety.
[this was the actual steamroller which
got her, after having been hosed down
to conform to public health regulations]
Memories of Tokyo, beautiful capital city of Japan;
O how they come flooding back to me, always reminding me
of a fat prostitute I saw crushed by a steamroller in the rush hour.
Ah sweet Tokyo's grateful memories of that beautiful capital city
where a tasty sushi can be enjoyed at a significant financial outlay.
But I must lay these gustatory treats aside pro tem
since I can still recall the obese whore’s pock-marked face
as it got pulped pointlessly by that mighty rotating cylinder.
Possibly, it served her right for being in an inconsiderate hurry;
and thus her sperm-filled body was turned into a potage
of corrupt and damaged fat as passers-by took photos
to send to their demented friends of the slit-eyed variety.
[this was the actual steamroller which
got her, after having been hosed down
to conform to public health regulations]
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