Dear Handsome, Hola. Bon dia. Gracies.
Ho sento, but my Catlan is sorrily lacking.
And I'm realizing this morning that in writing a grand recap to our epic poetry week I am slacking.
But last night I went out drinking with a brit and a pol so that we can get the HBCC biz sold.
Alas, we ended up skinny dipping in our rooftop pool but not accomplishing anything super cool.
We recited lines from office space, but it wasn't the poetic justice that's been rolling out your face
So I have to say that I miss you and the US and freedom and McDonald's at the NYC pace.
But I'm stuck here for another seven hours wondering what will OSU do
Reminiscing on when we posted our first poem and all that's lead up to this point when we say, 'adeu'
So what a week's it's been, and thank you to you for coming by to read our nonsense
It's like we never grew past the age of high school, smoking herb and liting incense
Now we must call it quits,
cause a week is a week and it was all good for seven days worth of giggles and shits
To you fair reader, thank you again even though I'm world's away you are always on my mind
And to you other bloggers, yeah, we love you too ted, weiss, ampersand, velvet sea, and all those who we know but are too lazy to link to (give me a break, i'm in a foreign country and i'm writing a blog entry about bloggers. my self-loathing is through the roof right now)
Anyways, yeah, hey, its been fun
Handsome, Bobsled, Captain, Commando, HEY, it doesn't have to be done
But what we done, its much greater than simply rapping, son
Now I'm off to Park Goell to get some motherfucking sightseeing done
Stay Handsome people and allez allez allez allez, bobsled, bobsled
I'm also off to Starbucks and McDonald's so as to spite the spanish and support our glorious money hungry country instead.
YEAH!
[Thanks, Poetry Week is now officially closed. Please make your way to the exits. NOW. Hey you, stoner, yeah you. Put that shit out before I get the cops in here. Come on hippies, time to LEAVE!]
3 comments:
I think its about time sports commentators stop saying things like "Iowa self destructed," and start saying things like "Iowa just plain got fucking beat by the best team in the universe."
All the best
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Bobsled, as your writing partner and fellow American, I must say it is sad here in the US reading your hung over/wasted poetry re-cap. I will break the rules with a quick closing poem:
The kittens in the clowds
go bowling with your yarn
For prizes of catnip blunts
I threw a 7-10 split, darn
For this poetry week was my cat
And Handsome was its yarn.
Good Bye Poetry Week
Come Home Soon Bobsled
Fuck Yeah Buckeyes!
Velvet Sea officially endorses all epic poetry related blogging.
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