A Poem
Fey Kin! Git!

Clitus was a homo
Way down in Tennessee
He liked to suck on dicks
But couldn’t tell his family

Clitus was my cousin
My names Bill from Arkansas
One day walking through the farmyard
this here's what I saw

Cousin Clitus and his buddy
lying in the chicken coop
buck nekkid but for an ol straw hat
their chaps meat all a-droop

Little pools of semen
deposited about
I nearly slipped but instead quipped
them boys done best git out

See, Clitus he was kin
but that ol sumbitch was fey
and in Tennessee and Arkansas
You best not be that way

I fired my gun into the air
to stir 'em up a bit
And so to save their lives from Pa
I roared, "Gwan now! Fey kin! Git!"


rafter!
baz
(bazmorningstar efil4nat3b, Wed 16 Jul 2008, 13:23, 5 replies)

Poetry at it's finest.
*applauds*
( girlinthehole, Wed 16 Jul 2008, 13:47, closed)

That's a bloody work of art, is that!
By the way, what does 'rafter' mean?

*cleek*
( Devil_In_Tights the *real* DiT!, Wed 16 Jul 2008, 13:53, closed)

Rafter!
It's a Northside of Dublin thing. Folk dont say "See you later". They say "See you after", which coupled with a Northside of Dublin accent becomes, "See you rafter" so "Rafter!"

rafter!
baz
(bazmorningstar efil4nat3b, Wed 16 Jul 2008, 14:02, closed)

Excellent...

and Excellent...

and...dare I say one more 'excellent'?

*flies in the face of convention*

EXCELLENT!
( Pooflake braces for an onslaught..., Wed 16 Jul 2008, 14:07, closed)

Bloody braw
Have a clicky. I'll be sure to tell me GF (who is from Tennessee) about this wonderful piece of hilarity :D
(Teran Thinks Pogonophobia is funny, Wed 16 Jul 2008, 15:20, closed)