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An Ode To The Freckle That I Found On My Thumb Yesterday At Six Minutes....

March 31, 2013
By Lets_call_me_Lily DIAMOND, Auckland, Other
Lets_call_me_Lily DIAMOND, Auckland, Other
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Favorite Quote:
They&#039;ll call it chance, or luck, or they&#039;ll call it Fate.<br /> - Neil Gaiman


title continued....Past Two In The Afternoon Subsequently To Putting On Some Spectacles And Demolishing Earth.

Oh freckly, fickly, fanoodling freckle!
How minuscule art thou
So brown like the ground;
Not unlike a small sphere of grainy goat poo
And with such a rounded sound -
Not a tinkle or a skip, but a well balanced eck
How little the freckle
On my thumb,
Or mayhaps,
How large and voluptuous
My thumb is
Compared to the froody, frowning freckle upon it
Perfect pernumblingly circumferential freckle
Ah! How thee is amazingly freckly, and so froopy!
Thou art such a hoopy freckle,
And I am so happy to have sassed thou
Such a fine freckle thou surely art,
An infinitesimal dot in the crumpled snot-green horizon beyond.


The author's comments:
This poem was written in honour of Douglas Adams on Towel Day, and is in the point of view of a Vogon. That is all you really need to know.

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