Aaron Dandrea
March 25, 2007
Woe! Woe be to he who lays
A prying hand to my uvula!
He who attempts shall be slain!
Cats eat pigeons all day!
First with a quick
Karate-Chop
I shall sever off his Head
Then a one-two to his inner
little jew
Or, if I am feeling
Merciful,
By the Grace of the God of
the Heavens,
I shall insert a Pitch-Forque
into his Skull,
O! What a Shower! Will rain
upon Mars
If ever the Intruder does
Contract SARS.
The Po! Po! SLAM! Upon my
Big Toe