A bird flew in the cabaret
and spread filth everywhere
shattered glass, screaming dancers
and men that casually paced from the room to get their bags
It was a fucking mess,
but wait the jokes not over!
"I wish I was on the path to love,
but instead I keep getting bogged down by bird shit"
Bemoaned a bedraggled dancer
And the bird's beak was bitchin' sharp.
(c) 2008 Joe Asbridge
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this is my favorite one.
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