$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$ hogz of entropy #223 $$$$$P $$$$ $$$$ moo, oink, up your butt. $$$$P $$$$ x$$$$ $$$P $$$$ xP$$$$ d$$$$$$$$$$$. $$$. $$$$xP $$$$ $$$$$$' >$$$$ $$$$$$$$$. $$$$P $$$$ 4$$$$$. .$$$$' $$$$'`4$$$b. $$$$ $$$$ 4$$$$$$$$$P' $$$$b 4$$$$b. $$$$$$$$$$$ 4$$$< %% $$$$$b 4$$$$$x $$$$$$$$$$$ 4$$$$$$$$$ %% >> "WE'RE ALL FUCKED!" << by -> Mack ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hi, these are from my friend Mack. I know it's poetry, but it's funny. He actually read these outloud in (mock)seriousness at a poetry reading at my school (BTW, they're best if you read them with a Southern Accent in mind). -- PezMonkey (Official h0e Translator) ---------- "FUCKED" F is for Fern who found her a book She opened the pages to take her a look But all of these pages were covered with lye SHE DIED U is for Uma who dined at your Denny's She ordered all she could for a fist full of pennies What she got was a sewer rat, whole and deep fried SHE DIED C is for Clarence whose mama was fat She crushed something dead every time that she sat So under an ass that was near 6 ft wide HE DIED K is for Kevin who liked his sex kinky A whip and a chain made him all hot and stinky So alone in a bed, all bound, gagged and tied HE DIED E is for Eunice who bungee jumped down Off of a tower in the middle of town but the cord snapped, and oh how she flied SHE DIED D is for DuWayne who stewed in ennui So he strung up a noose and climbed a tall tree He jumped off the limb, and the rope didn't give... BUT HE LIVED! WE'RE ALL FUCKED! ---------- "Chicken Soup For the Soul Reaped by Leviathan: A Collaboration with Myself" There once was a girl named Esmerelda who lived in the forest, but that's not my story... I was licking the warm autumn rain off his neck when I realized I couldn't love, My lips went numb and I stared at his hoop earring like it was in midconversation It was all I could do to keep from bludgeoning myself with a blunt object Love? An irritant? Like a giant crab knawing at the crotch of my soul? WHY!? Did I kick one too many puppies? Drown too many kittens? I didn't even remember that my father molested me when I was five until my therapist told me it was true. So THAT can't be it... (Did you ever notice that the word RAPIST is in the word THERAPIST? *THE* *RAPIST*...) A drop of water fell from his earring and meshed with his black t-shirt. I laughed and felt my own cold breath splash against my face before I kissed his neck again. ~FUCK IT~ ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- * (c) HoE publications. HoE #223 -- written by Mack -- 4/3/98 *