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vrbryant: The next Robert Frost?


or Charles Manson? from his homepage linked on his profile:

I Sang Her A Sonnet
by V. R. Bryant

I opened up my mouth and out it came:
A lovely, rhythmic song in basic meter.
Regretfully she could not do the same,
So I resigned to murder, cook and eat her.
The former task turned out to take the least
Amount of effort, but I must admit that
The contemplation of the coming feast,
Consideration of a place to sit at,
And every other thing a chef must do
To fix a meal that’s fit to meet his palate
Proved more than adequate distraction to
Forget the law and club her with a mallet.
My only wish is that my reasoning
Was on par with my choice of seasoning.
That reminded me of this Eddie Murphy classic:

by Tyrone Green:

All alone on a summers night,
kill my landlord, kill my landlord.
Watchdog barking, do he bite?
Kill my landlord, kill my landlord.
Slip in his window, break his neck,
Then his house I start to wreck,
Got no reason, what da heck?
Kill my landlord,
kill my landlord,
kill my landlord.
C-I-L-L my LAND Lord.
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