WHERE WE'RE GOING, WE DON'T NEED NAPKINS

[spatch]

I've been kidnapped out in Kabul and tortured in Tangiers
But I've never been vomited 'pon while on the T

I was crucified in Crimea (then came back for several years)
But I ne'er had Beantown barf all over me

For the singular sensation of a stranger's regurgitation
As we entered Harvard station
Was an entirely new frustration, yes siree

And of all the things I've missed so far on my bucket list
Red Line chunder ranks at number ninety-three.






hooking up a generator to mr. coward's grave, powering a small city with it

Comments

[nineweaving.livejournal.com]

That was brilliant. I'm sorry.

Nine

[goldsquare.livejournal.com]

That is the second time in my life that I have seen the word chunder used in a poem.

"I was sitting on a pier,
Eating prawns and drinking beer.
And when that last prawn was gone,
I gave a technicolor yawn,
And I chundered in the old Pacific Sea."

Your muse has rather vulgar taste in inspirations. Sorry.

[ashlyme.livejournal.com]

Urgh. Glad you could at least get a song out of it.

[kalibex.livejournal.com]

I dunno; I'd say that's rather Lehrer-ish...

[moon-custafer.livejournal.com]

hooking up a generator to mr. coward's grave, powering a small city with it

Ooh, is he AC or DC?

[nightspore.livejournal.com]

Great song. And yet I doubt it was worth it. Sorry.

[plumtreeblossom.livejournal.com]

At least the vomiter chose a highly talented victim. :-?

[muffyjo]

I am both horrified and amused greatly in equal portions which, are hopefully larger portions than those supplied by the deed itself.

[susskins.livejournal.com]

The various power conglomerates will revile this day as their mighty empire crumbles before the brilliance of grave power.