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I woke up today feeling rather pleasant and I felt that some funny stuff should be shared with you guys. I figure why not do something that would cheer people up this being a Monday and I know how people dread the beginning of the week (I don't) but for you guys out there here is something small.
This particular poem was done by the comedian Jimmy Carr (if you don't know who he is, Google him!) . He recited it during one of his shows (I can't remember which one though). The title of the poem is "Strip Club wars". Enjoy your read (whoever reads this and understands it I salute you)
Young men getting slaughtered, Bazookas everywhere
Privates standing to attention, grabbing their helmets, weapons going off
Sobbing men desperately clawing at gashes as bodily fluids dribble out
Sweethearts back at home wondering whether they are ever gona see you again
The number of stiffs growing by the hour
Freshly shaven tw*ts shooting at anything with a beard
And regretting they’d come
The next generation spilling out of choppers onto hot baron mounts
Its more expensive than you think it’ll be when you go in and the whole thing will leave a mess that takes years to clean up
I blame Bush!
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