Hullabaloo's Vogon Poetry

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Vogonistas no.3

The number three

Means actually

The Trinity

Of you and me.

A donkey walked into a tree

And quickly said Excuse me

I live in a treeless field myself

Like an elf.

The tree replied

I know your type

You barge around unknowing

Like a wild garden a-growing

And thrargle like a moss-bound wolf

Who'll never know the awful truth.

A talking tree!

Said the donkey,

I must be suffering from concussion.

Or maybe I'm turning Russian

With depression

Or the world's more strange, with a wider range

Than I foreseed.


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