Vogon Poetry Corner #2

“You Sell Me Up”

Oh slimy crankleblots
On the shoulder of my knees
See how you blather in
With globs of elated bees
Curses be to all and one who goes afore the bog
There is no time to consternate the system of our beloved bureaucracy
To sum up: custard

Resistance is useless!

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