Monday, December 22, 2014

The demon and the dork

And a knife to drive into the dork.
By the time she's back
The dorks off.
Nothing the table lacks
The dinner be so waited
is far off unbaited.
So is the story of the demon and dork
An if she comes back
pitch your fork.
For the demon will be back,
And she may eat up the dork.
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