The dank, dank, swamp: a comedy poem
Posted By: crashedwarthog<wozza__610@hotmail.com>
Date: 28 January 2004, 11:09 AM
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Deap in the swamp,
was where the flood lay,
with the marines,
and the Chief they would play.
The Chief strode forward,
wary, and watchfull,
while the marines stayed behind,
weapons varied, and hopefull.
Just as they thought,
they'd get out alive,
the MC started screaming,
to jump, and to dive.
He yelled and scratched,
at his helmet of steel,
surely the paint,
would soon start to peel.
The marines thought,
"oh no! a bloodsucker's got him!,
they ran over to help,
to try and 'dispell' him.
They tugged on his helmet,
to get that thing off,
and when it came free,
they realised, and scoffed.
They wished that they hadn't,
they wished they'd just left,
the horror inside,
that came out to rest.
You see, as soon as they yanked,
and the helmet had parted,
the MC said "woo!............
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Cortana just farted!!"
~ Authors note: Yes i do realise that it's impossible for an A.I to pass wind, and yes i do realise that Cortana wasn't in 343 guilty spark. Just dont point out the technicals and have a laugh ok? =P cheers, crashedwarthog.~
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