Man, talk about my bad rhyming.

When looking at stuff typed by Dave,
I sputter, gag, cough, and rave
My rhymes, he insulted
but nothing resulted
to put my bad puns in their grave.


>>If a Nail Gun does not have enough fire power to stop this madness, I will break out the BIG Artillery.
>
>There once was a soldier named Butler
>Who said to the hippie, "Yeah, whut sir?"
>The hippie replied,
>"Thought the poems had died,"
>Butler said, "the big guns will kick butt, sir"