Wednesday, April 02, 2008

"Mrs. Robinson are you trying to disgust me?"

MoDo's column in poster form:



(To the "Sounds of Silence")


Hello bourbon, my old friend,
I've come to gulp you down again,
Because a vision blithely creeping,
Left bitter tears while I was drinking,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the typed words of nonsense.
In restless dreams I wank alone
OpEd Sheets of bitter tones,
neath the barren womb of punditry,
And how Michael Douglas coldly dumped me
When my mind was stocked with expensive Gin mixed with Miller Lite
That split the night
And typed the words of nonsense.






(yes, thanks to my mad skilz Obama does have a huge head...what of it?)

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