The past is such a curious creature…
Deflowered at Ozzfest under the bleachers.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear…
But ghosts of the future past, and future near.
O what a tangled web we weave…
O what a tangled web we weave…
When Emily’s post Khan’s post doth cleave…
Able was I ere I saw Elba,
Able was I ere I saw Elba,
I could even make a fine peach melba!
Whose woods these are, I think I know…
Whose woods these are, I think I know,
His squirrels are fierce, they call him Joe.
I think that I shall never see…
Ted Nugent sipping fine Chablis.
That’s my last Duchess painted on the wall…
Now in my bed I shall have them all!
And did those feet in ancient time …
I think that I shall never see… **
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…a man by the name of Tim McVeigh.
Pains of love be sweeter far
…than pains of getting hit by car.
Because I could not stop for death…
(Sorry, binx - Sternvogel and Malthus were first…)
“And did those feet in ancient time…”
…walk in the mud and filth and grime.
(and to join things back together, Treviathan)
Because I could not stop for death…
…it was time to give up crystal meth.
Batter my heart, three-personed God…
(PLEASE don’t let me kill this thread! Come on!)
… deep fry it and serve it to General Zod.
Now is the winter of our discontent…
Now is the winter of our discontent.
We’re cold, we’re peeved, we need to vent.
Come live with me and be my love…
Come live with me and be my love
“No way! My pimp won’t let me, guv”.
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun…
If breasts be phasers, hers are set on stun.
Oops! I forgot to add a line:
The grave is a fine and private place
when you’re dealt four Kings and an Ace.
I cannot go to school today…
…A gust of wind blew the school away.
Tyger, tyger, burning bright…
Tyger, Tyger burning bright,
STDs had made his putter tight…
Four Score and Seven Years Ago,