Goofing on a Beat
Hihop
Pippop
Tiptop
Lip
Lap
Crip
Crap
weasel
Easel
Resident evil
Grab my grock
grock my grab
Blab
flab
rehab
circk my crack
break my back
lack
stack
hit
writ
rot
pot
hottentot
pishposh
oh migosh
posted by The Phosgene Kid @ 2:17 PM
11 comments
11 Comments:
Heeheehee!!!
Oh, MY!
You've been busy
Your 3 posts
left me dizzy
Just might be
that pill you took
You wrote a review
on a book!
Rapping PhosGene
Just 4 kids
Sell that song
by taking bids!
That Swings Jin! I've been wirting a bit in between cleaning, it helps me recharge.
I have no idea what this post is about PK, but I'm almost certain that it is a work of genius.
SC: Just reading some Kerouac poems...
Hmm. Seems word/phrase association-ish. :-)
I posted quite a few comments earlier Saturday and I only see about 1/3 of them. At Fuff's blog, too. And mummified's seems to have disappeared.
WAUUGGGGHH!
PK - contact Roc-a-fella records immediately and see if you can get a contract. No, I don't think this is ambitious - it is better than most of the stuff I see in music videos these days.
I can just imagine you sitting cross-legged pounding away on a set of bongos wearing a beret while reciting this verse.
I'm taking a wild guess here - but from this post I'm guessing you really loathe cleaning, eh? hehehehehe
I sometimes think I was born too late, I am entranced with the Beat generation. I think Tom Waits is the last of them, unfortunately.
The Wife says no bongos
All: Face East, Hands over hearts, and a moment of silence for poor Maynard. He lives on in our hearts!!
PK
Jack Keoruac lived in our town a bit. He hung out at a local dive. Every August we celebrate at that bar with music and poetry, I will save your poem and read it with your permission.
ps. I don't think you are supposed to be drinking alcohol with those pills.
FS: It was just one Kilt Lifter's Ale...
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