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The Fall
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by Snarfblat
Green as the leaves on the trees, Gumby stands
Tall against the giant mountains
Stretched before him endless fields
He starts to move, a graceless mass
of paint and clay.
His plodding feet pound on the ground,
as he races toward the blazing toxic waste
Suddenly, the ground beneath him thins
and he penetrates the surface of the tissue paper earth.
And then, around him, walls appear where nothingness had been,
and from the bottom of the pit cannon balls are hurled.
His thick green blood splatters on the walls.
And still, Gumby falls.
Angry knives attack and slash away at Gumby's eyes,
and then he lands,
Impaled upon a giant knitting needle one thousand miles high,
piercing him and shredding him
until his breath gives way to the agonizing screams of
Painful Death.
Spinning, twisting, screaming, Gumby begins to implode,
as his molecules warp away into a new dimension.
And at the bottom of the pit a bloody gumwad lies
among the greasy squirming pus that once was Gumby.
My Only One
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by Snarfblat
Pulsating, green.
Glowing like a new life.
Expanding, contracting
With a constant rhythm
So perfect, so spheroidal
It is its own world.
It is mine for I found it.
In a box marked "Danger do not touch"
I am one with it.
I dared to love it.
I dared to own it.
I dared to feed it.
When it was sick I cured it
When it was smart I encouraged it
It grew to be larger than my house
This green piece of matter
How I care for it
Though I know naught of it.
My only friend.
Cow Dance
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by Snarfblat
in the cool pale light
of the moonlit summer night,
she dances across the hilltops
gracing the world with her
bovine beauty.
spinning, cascading,
she suddenly stops
to notice the simple beauty
of dew on an earthworm.
the sun's light begins to heat
her uniquely organic black spots.
her time has gone; she retreats
to her underground cave
for another hundred year slumber.
Data Ph1L3 Poem v0.73
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by Snarfblat
[ You want poetry? Here's poetry. This is my data ph1L3 for a Pascal
program that writes random poems. It's a cool poem by itself. - Sna ]
The guy's name was Ed.
Ethan wore his Keds(TM).
paint the town red.
The baker baked the bread.
That was all he said.
Running on a tread.
The pencil's filled with lead.
Don't get bluddy head.
"Oh my God, I'm dead."
I was flying on a sled
Eating Uncle Fred.
As the avocado bled.
I said Wow.
As the Cow.
Took a bow.
To the plow.
And the sow.
But where's Mao?
In the flow(er).
Ethan spat
on the cat
with a bat
in his frat
where you at?
the Budayeen
it's the evil queen
with her ovaltine
and inflated spleen
eating eggs and beans
drooling like a teen
waking Mr Green
'cuz his snore is obscene
when he dreams those dreams.
Chuckle chuckle ha ha ho ho hee.
eating all the chocolate in that bean.
the Apple said Ichabod.
Fire hydrant.
Orange.
Yorange.
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