More Xenox News Poetry

Friday, 13 February 2004 By Der Williekopf
Having perused your poetry; I stand flabbergasted.
Did you not mix Elliot with penis?
Didst thou erect a tome about death,
and then spill sperm upon?

What good ghastly men are thee?
Knackered naked ashamed.
Split thy scrotum with a hammer!
It won't happen again.

Der Williekopf
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