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In article <yaZzOPdXi9P7je7hpq1=4lenA1Bi@4ax.com>, Peter Popov
<pet### [at] usanet> wrote:
> I can't help thinking about the poetry of the Azagoths of Kria, the
> second worst poetry in the entire Universe, and in particular about
> the masterpiece by Poet Master Grunthos the Flatulent called "Ode To
> A Small Lump of Green Putty I Found In My Armpit One Midsummer
> Morning".
>
> And some Vogon poetry to go with that:
>
> "Oh frettled gruntbuggly, thy micturations are to me
> As plurdled gabbleblotchits ona lurgid bee.
> Groop I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes.
> And hooptiously drangle me with crinkly bindlewurdles,
> Or I will rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon,
> see if I don't!"
>
> Sorry, had to ;)
Been reading Douglas Adams lately? :-)
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Chris Huff
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