From: cujo@petitmorte.net   
      
   Peter J Ross  wrote in   
   news:slrn10kgpup.ccr.pjr@pjr.example.invalid:   
      
   > On 2025-12-21, Cujo DeSockpuppet  wrote:   
   >   
   >> Peter J Ross  wrote in   
   >> news:slrn10kgn63.ccr.pjr@pjr.example.invalid:   
   >>   
   >>> On 2025-12-21, Cujo DeSockpuppet  wrote:   
   >>>   
   >>>> Peter J Ross  wrote in   
   >>>> news:slrn10kglpk.ccr.pjr@pjr.example.invalid:   
   >>>>   
   >>>>> On 2025-12-21, Cujo DeSockpuppet  wrote:   
   >>>>>   
   >>>>>> mpsilvertone@yahoo-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (HarryLime) wrote in   
   >>>>>> news:s7ecndeIn6PRzNX0nZ2dnZfqn_idnZ2d@giganews.com:   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>>>> NancyGene wrote:   
   >>>>>>>> Winter Teeth Descending   
   >>>>>>>> a poem by Will Donkey and NancyGene   
   >>>>>>>>   
   >>>>>>>> My presents are season-sincere   
   >>>>>>>> Don’t look a Gift Donkey in the mouth   
   >>>>>>>> Objects are worse than they appear   
   >>>>>>>> My molars migrated Deep South   
   >>>>>>>   
   >>>>>>>   
   >>>>>>>   
   >>>>>>>   
   >>>>>>>   
   >>>>>>> That would make for a wonderful Christmas card -- both photo and   
   >>>>>>> verse.   
   >>>>>>>   
   >>>>>>> Of course it would only be sent to people one doesn't   
   >>>>>>> particularly like.   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>> Xmas card for Dreckweasel? Say no more!   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>> "Times are tough   
   >>>>>> So is your steak   
   >>>>>> Get those teeth fixed   
   >>>>>> For God's sake!"   
   >>>>>   
   >>>>> "In the bleak midwinter,   
   >>>>> Dreckery lived in a shack.   
   >>>>> He lost his teeth a while ago,   
   >>>>> and he'll never get them back!"   
   >>>>   
   >>>> Your toofs are decayed   
   >>>> Your gums gotta go   
   >>>> Don't gum the mike   
   >>>> It's still a shitshow.   
   >>>   
   >>> Once in royal David's city,   
   >>> Dreckster's smile was far from pretty.   
   >>   
   >> Once on Douchebag Willie's city   
   >> stood a crappy little shed.   
   >> Where the bookshelves were of cardboard   
   >> And his mind, pronounced dead.   
   >   
   > Away in a hovel, on a bug-riddled bed,   
   > a lttle fat douchebag laid down his thick head.   
   > The stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay,   
   > the stupid fat douchebag, and his son Clay the Gay.   
      
   Up on the Shed Roof   
   -----------   
      
   Up on the shed roof, the blue tarp flaps   
   Out crawls The Dreckster to explore the gaps   
   Down go the termites for their next meal   
   Life in Columbus - what a great deal!   
      
   ( With apologies to Benjamin Hanby   
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Benjamin_Hanby )   
   --   
   "Post-editing someone's statement before replying to it is a sure sign   
   that you have already lost the argument." - Little Willie Douchebag gets   
   another asskicking from Pendragon   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
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