allez dans Wawa et choisissez les bons numéros pour les deux jackpots de loterie
the five dollar and three dollar ones!
Gone now: It's over in the Corner!
Merry Christmas, my poet friends
Nicaraguans or Spanish
May God love you tomorrow,
That cats purr in front of the tree,
American or Iranian, Portuguese
That Santa drops off gifts
In your shoes or socks,
Make a good meal of foie gras
Grilled snails with parsley, oysters,
The world needs everyone,
Merry Christmas, my poet friends,
The world needs so much peace,
Write this word wherever you go.
Slip this word into Santa’s hood.
Joyeux Noël, mes amis poètes
Nicaraguayens ou espagnols
Que Dieu vous aime demain,
Que les chats ronronnent devant le sapin,
Américains ou iraniens, portugais
Que le père Noël dépose des cadeaux
Dans vos souliers ou chaussettes,
Faites un bon repas de foie gras
D’escargots grillés au persil, d’huitres,
Le monde a besoin de chacun,
Joyeux Noël, mes amis poètes,
Le monde a tant besoin de paix,
Écrivez ce mot partout où vous allez.
Glissez-le dans la hotte du père Noël
JOLIE CHATTE,
LE MEOW !
LE MEOW !
JOLIE CHATTE,
LE MEOW,
LE MEOW !
IMPERTINENTE ALLEZ !
COE SUR SASSY !
COE SUR SASSY,
JOLIE !IGNORE
LE MEOW !
I hold my sword in my hand.
Wield it with skill and precision.
Watching my opponents.
Knowing when to advance,
Lunge.
Slight Attaque au fer to start.
Parry.
Waiting for that opening.
Passe.
Passbackwards.
Parlee.
Position is everything.
Knows well.
passbackwards.
Feint.
There lunge, in vein.
With quick step, yielding parry.
Prise de fer.
Coupe.
Under the intellect of
My pen.
My sword.
Touché.
Alley Oop and a girl name Ooolah
danced the wigglin’ wooly-boolah
Doc Wonmug was called
Oscar Boom just stalled
Told Doc, “Ooolah’ll get by with a doula”
‘Cause Doc was a time travelin’ nut
With a full fuzzy beard and bare butt
(so we are told)
Hey, he was old!
—Couldn’t trust him to deliver a mutt
Oscar and the doula got by
Alley Oop watched on with a sigh
out came a cave man kid
with a slip, slide and skid
which Queen Umpateedle caught on the fly
King Guzzle said, “This is so cool!”
Grand Wizer said, “Send ‘im to skool!”
but old rhyming Foozy
just made up a doozy
about Dinny, the dimwitted fool
So things are just ducky in Moo
I hope things are ducky for you
if not, read the funnies
or POtree soup punnies
and smile! —whatever you do
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