| Sunday, January 30, 2005 |
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This isn't a real post; it's just a poem.
Ten Little Dorks
A modification of Ten Little Indians
By Caitlee
Ten little dorks went out to dine
Sarah choked her little self and then there were nine.
Nine little dorks went out to party late
Chase danced way too much and then there were eight.
Eight little dorks for spring break went to Devon
Chris said he'd stay there and then there were seven.
(Then on the way home they shot him in the head.)
Seven little dorks played tags with sticks
Zack got his eyes poked out and then there were six.
Six little dorks got honey from a hive
Josh got chased and stung to death and then there were five.
Five little dorks went out to party more
John ate way too much cake and then there were four.
Four little dorks rode a ship upon the sea
Danny jumped out and then there were three.
Three little dorks had nothing left to do
Caitlee died of boredom and then there were two.
Two little dorks started playing with a gun
Heather got shot and then there was one.
One little dork crying a whole ton
Leslie looked about and hanged herself and then there were none. |
posted by Scrapefoot the Brave @ 5:58 PM  |
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I don't know who some of those people are...so I can't fully enjoy the poem.
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I don't know who some of those people are...so I can't fully enjoy the poem.