To LOL or to die..... OH NO, Vogon poetry!!!1

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*Cough*Cough* (clears throat)



See, see the presumptuous sky
Marvel at its big beige depths.
Tell me, Sebastian, do you
Wonder why the armadillo ignores you?
Why its foobly stare
makes you feel craptalicious.
I can tell you, it is
Worried by your schmunkelstork facial growth
That looks like
A polar shrimp.
What's more, it knows
Your dragster potting shed
Smells of earwig.
Everything under the big presumptuous sky
Asks why, why do you even bother?
You only charm bladders.



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Fnorkel purrs to thy gribbling wheezes,
Thy fervulent glorps, thy schmalcendent sneezes;
Fnorkel giggles at the gurpiest of fnorks,
Fnorkelish fnorks, and rapschilious sporks;
The purplified lost souls of poinks.