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Lurking with my Wurblegoof
Ridiculous Chicken†- a very absurd little bird Started conversation Aug 3, 2003
On a lightly froddled Friday
There's nowhere I'd rather be
Than lurking with my Wurblegoof
Flurbulistically
Through the throggling gloppy bog
Moistly waddles me
My hgeamliglurbling wurblegoof
Scuttling after Kate.
By the blifflous river
Where mungled dungers eat pie
Glopptuous lumps of 3.14
mmm.... yaaargle pie!
Then onto the beerglurp pub
For a pint of Old Bathspider's finest
Dredged from blurgling plughole
Is that a dead hair in my beer?
Then when hgrumptiously sozzled,
My wurblegoof says to me
"Dear Kate blah blah I'm gurgling,
Wommit gnargle tra laaa!"
Grrrrr!
Wurblegoof how I love thee
But please don't nungle chunder!
Bliiiieeergh!!!
Methinks I have a problem... grr!
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