You may say that my rhymes are all trash --
When you read them your hopes start to dash.
But you'll never defeat me
(My Dad used to read me
The poems of one Ogden Nash).


>This is really too much for the Vulcan,
>so it's off in the corner I'm sulkin'.
>Until maybe, some day,
>There will be hell to pay.
>Anybody for Macaulay Culkin?

>>Do you think that we've gotten too heated
>>When our words and our poems have meeted?
>>I'm OK, I'm still cool,
>>But I'll follow your rule.
>>(tummy grumbled) -- it's time that I eated.
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