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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Comedy >> ID #676208  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Cat Calls
For round 10 of the Anti-Slam Smackdown finales - free verse taunting the judges.
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Avg Rating: (11)
Judges like eentsy beentsy blind mice bumbling,
pawing, scratching, ripping, nibbling,
shredding egos, laughing pounding gavels,
toasting the losers loudly
like farts crying out in some pre-dawn surreal European Mentos commerical.

Judges like big moustachy and hygenically challenged used car salesmen grinning,
selling, smirking, hustling, mocking, passing lemons off as sound vehicles of poetic justices like liars sneaking around cheating poor little old ladies out of their retirement accounts.

Judges, sniff this way. I have cheese.
I have stinky, drippy, rancid cheese!

*Snap*

in my trap.

Meow of triumph!
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