The Hogs of Entropy 0223

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                            >> "WE'RE ALL FUCKED!" << 
                                   by -> Mack 

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        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) 

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 "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! 

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 "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~ 

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       * (c) HoE publications.  HoE #223 -- written by Mack -- 4/3/98 *