“Ladies and Gentlemen... Are you feeling down about your lives? Is your gerbil’s secret
life peeing in your Cheerios®? Are the fleas in your Koo-laid® continuing to drink it all up
before you can say ‘Kurby-Lurby’?
“Well, I have the answer for you! The: ‘Super-Duper Pooper-Scooper-Holiday-Bash-Big-Fat-Smash
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The cosmic mutant ninja space yuppies will leave your toilet bowl (even your toilet cup, and
plate!)!! You will never have to worry about the next door neighbor’s cat sleeping under your
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“With the ‘Super-Duper Pooper-Scooper-Holiday-Bash-Big-Fat-Smash Problem Gitter
Ridder Of®’, you will live a totally fulfilling and satisfying
death. It works by a new scientifically
advanced method of universe implosion. Scientists in the last universe proved it to be
successful (Obviously).
“What would you expect to pay for this instrument of pure bliss? A hundred zillion
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See Ya!!
It’s been suggested to me that this is something other than poetry.
However, I urge anyone to check any modern definition of poetry and attempt to prove that this
isn’t a poem.