Wednesday, June 01, 2005

Larry King

He fights for the strong
While destroying the world
Larry
Larry
He should have been buried
Buried alive
Larry
Larry
He eats human flesh
As part of a bizarre ritual
Larry
Larry
And he drinks his own urine
And that of others, too
Why won't he die?
Why wasn't he buried?
Buried alive!

Television is the cure. Disease is the disease!

2 comments:

  1. I have searched without success to find a flaw in this poem. I love it more than I am able to express. Thank you for writing and sharing this excellent poem.

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  2. Reading this poem cheers me up so much. It's the "bizarre ritual" line where it really heats up for me.

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