| New page for poems! Sean's poem is finally going up, it's called "Platipi, My Platipi" I think. |
| Platipi, my platipi Duck-billed in the south. With beaver tails, and Furry bodies, and A duck's bill for a mouth. You swim the placid waters Of Australian outback. You lay eggs, but you're a mammal... Such an odd way to act. I've never seen you in the wild, and I doubt I ever will, but Platipi, my platipi... You're not too cute to kill! Die you F***ing freak! Stain my waters here nay more. There were days without your menace, but Those days preceded the war. Suppose a beaver escaped a nuke, and It fused with a duck. That might explain your being, and Why evolution is F***ed. |