Thursday, July 02, 2009
Fun With Twisted Linguistics
We haven't written blasfomous poetry lately. Today, we're going to do just that.
Here's the list of blasfomys you have to work with:
And listen, nobody said (obviously!) it has to be good poetry. I need some laughs today, so I'm sitting here waiting to see what you come up with. And just to be a good sport and show you how very, very bad poetry can be, I'll even go first.
"Shure!" Captian Dameg said
To the lady of the night.
"It apeears 'tis no sacrafice of a good doubloon, but you might
Lose the bellicose attidtude before bed."
And so she proformed, and druuged it out,
Her stamina quite a suprise.
And the captian, the hirsute lout,
Was not left a'wainting the final prize.
It was quite an experiance when the deade
Was done, and 'neath the covers he wallows,
And imbibes a tankard of sweet honey mead,
For who knew, bad Carma, she swollows.