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Ode To a Ghastly Funk
                                   by Shamus O'Cahill

 
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Sweet cream curdles without warning
take care that it is fresh when drunk
what tickled taste buds this morning
by night has turned a ghastly funk
 
Her frock is billowed in breezes
but downwind tells a tale of skunk
all day long, you dreamed this pleases
by night has turned a ghastly funk
 
slowly booze wears off revealing
a snorting nose like el'phant's trunk
juices all day long congealing
by night have turned a ghastly funk
 
sweet cream curdles without warning
by night, has turned a ghastly funk




 
 

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Well, it looks like that weepy little nephew of mine is off doin' some goody two shoes somethin' or other.
I thought I'd treat ya to a real Irish ode by a real Irishman. Little Mikey's been in America too long and gone soft mixin' fruit juice with his whiskey!
Meter? I didn't ask ya ta dance did I?


     

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