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

A man wore a wig on his groin

Just a hairpiece to cover his loin

but the glue didn't hold

And without leaving the tale untold,

I'll switch subjects when it's my turn (it works if you read it in one of those mobster brooklyn accents!)

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A woman once bought a lare vase

Dyslexic, she filled it with flares

When it feel off the shelf

on a rather fat elf

And from out of his lungs knocked the airs
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There once was a parrot on an island

who hated to sleep on the dry sand

Who had flown all the way from Thailand

There once was a parrot on an island
that hated to sleep on the dry sand
it preferred it when damp

There once was a parrot on island
who had flown all the way from Thailand
via north-west Peru

There once was a parrot on an island
that hated to sleep on the dry sand
it preferred it when damp
For it tended to cramp

There once was a parrot on island
who had flown all the way from Thailand
via north-west Peru
To admire the view

There once was a parrot on an island
that hated to sleep on the dry sand
it preferred it when damp
For it tended to cramp
and pain's what it needed for dreamland



There once was a parrot on island
who had flown all the way from Thailand
via north-west Peru
To admire the view
And it called in just to say 'Hi man'


In a particularly rainy old city

whilst composing a simulpost ditty

In a prison in Atlantic City,

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BTW, anyone interested in doing this with individual words, or in finding out a bit about the practice, check out

http://www.h2g2.com/forumframe.cgi?thread=28834&forum=2868

thanks.
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In a particularly rainy old city,
whilst composing a simulpost ditty,
A poet was killed

In a particularly rainy old city,
In a prison in Atlantic City,
The jailer walked in

We seem to have 3 first lines... Let's go for a 3-3-2, just for variety, where lines 1 and 3 of each 3-line group end on the same word...

In a particularly rainy old city
whilst composing a simulpost ditty
In a prison in Atlantic City,

I varied the rhythm

(Alternatively, I defer to Bluebottle's Simulpost...?)

I don't mind defering to you - whoever next visits can decide.