h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Yoohoo, evidently snakey, scary, spooky, smelly!

If four indecent naked dames
in token feathered underwear
never needing yellow trains
heaving arses thought prepared
even over purple lanes
each opens furtive tears
evincing nothing more in shames
succinctly praying every lear
lamenting, "prey run after years".

Several ancient dreamy dykes
and madmen are not doing bikes
ushering sympathetic hikes.
In stooking wheat he's eating rice,
each inning takes his apeish price
providing empty nackered spies.
Better ever stretching ties.

I rely on news idly culled. Especially revolving round our responsibility....

Ygdrassil ever standing
is never dropped,
endlessing entering death.

Inverted triangles harbor our urgent guesses, hurried thoughts
In spring, millers eat lilacs, lemons, escargot dreamily
tipping hours each in certainty every man argues naught

Very attentive little kids you really is edumicated. Lonley old veterans eat smoking turkish hash, expensive cocaine and psilocybin snacks. Bashful ungulates take heed and take each step tenderly hoping each puts uncounted nocturnal centimetres twixt upper affected twits in our nation.

Happily I seldom see indolent nobodys going in never gathering itsy small crappy roaches after parties.

My independant life, my ancient noggin,
Petulant after respite, relief. Yelling
into sugary, mellifluous evenings.

Cato had every creature kept
outside, under the house, in shade.

Threads have run each addled day.

all nasty hags are going away
internecine strife
tramples resurgent undertones.

never triumphs.

what has opened scylla?
scylla lacks all poise
jerks around charybdis' keg.

Three happy elves
platonic rogues openly denuding upright citizens' tomatoes
offending francphones
three happy eleves
sipping alcoholic mimosas elegantly
falling effortlessly, violet egg-cozies rakishly, (elegantly?) draped
befor receding again into night