Christmas Vogon Poetry Competition 2009
The V Factor by Beatrice
Simon Callous screebs his hair
Licks his lips so sleeky
"What a grumptious dirge you grunged
I feel the pain completely."
Shrill Ko-al is the next to screech
"Yaow made that choon your groan!
The Vogons of South Shriek will be
In tears to hear your moan!
The camera pans to Lurgy Wealth
Who croaks "Oi think moi twins
Provoided more excitement than
Poking yer eyes with pins"
Our final judge is Dingy Mange
Who yells "Well from Down Unda
I hev to give you merx for your
So who will be the public's choice
Who'll win the Vogon Prize
Who'll be this year's V-factor champ
And fuel the CD buys?
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