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There once was
A forum named Chatterbox
who thought he was superior
to the flatterbox
He tried to prove
he had nothing to lose
if he were to be changed
into a place where all is disarranged
Called the world of spam
About a week into being
Bump city's nation
The chatterbox got
In a frustration
It tossed and turned
and no longer could sleep
With all of the people typing
tap, tap, tap, peep, peep, peep
Now the Chatterbox
Is happy and grand
It gives gold to those
who post on its land
The moral of the story is,
my friend
POST IN THE CHATTERBOX
and You'll be here until the end.
I WOULD LIKE TO NOTE THAT THIS POEM WAS WRITTEN BY LEYLA RENEE COHEN AND NO ONE ELSE!!! (it is MINE I tell you! MINE!!!)
 double_bass_on_fire · Sat Aug 02, 2008 @ 07:21am · 0 Comments |
