A great pity that this contest got lost in the ether somehow. Have a post-Xmas bump, if only so we can all find out when the men in white coats are coming for the author of 'Yuck' (and I'm not talking about the Polyphonic Spree).
I'll admit I was slightly worried as to whether I could get away with actually allowing that one to get through, but all seems well so far (not to mention it's now tied with our former reigning champion, the Pet Store Owners one....)
I saw a fudge in my old slippers, it wore shiny hair.
It sparkled gay, and his nutcrack was scented with flair.
If I had a penny, I would sell it for the hair and Letterman.
And drink my tea while stroking my sexy pet cutterpin.
And I saw Lewis Carroll. I made out with him good.
But then I realized I was a donkey.
I looked down at my legs, all gangstas in the hood.
And all my hair was really rubber, like a donkey.
Now my tea tastes like cutterpins, and my shoes like cheese.
I could chew on my shoes all day if I please.
And wonder why one shoe is a snail, and one is a flea,
While I watch my fudge's soft and bouncy ha-a-a-a-aiiiiiirrrr....
Flow gently in the breeze.
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