The Story Of Sleipnir's First Cousin

The story of Sleipnir's first cousin

A man they call Buckaroo Billy

Found wild mares perked up his willy.

But Ma wished he'd date

A respectable mate,

So he settled down with a nice filly.

Some street art found on the walls of Haifa, Israel.

i'm about to ruin molecules for you

every time i look at a diagram of a molecule i can’t not see some underwear and a crotch and some legs than have been chopped off

ok here do you see it now?

BUT WAIT it gets worse when you get to more complex molecules like hydrocarbons

and by worse i mean disturbing

THIS ISN’T CHEMISTRY ANY MORE THIS IS SILENT HILL

Elegy to a few lost lines

My computer broke at work last week And ne'er before was poet rent: Despairing such prodigious loss Of verse that spanned a continent... ...or more. So many pages passed, So many trisyllabic turns of verse Were any even built to last? That I'll never know is worse...

Don't get me started on Coke and Mentos

I once had a friend, Barry Metlzer

Who always was guzzling seltzer.

His last words were a squelch

Then a sonic-boom belch

That blew him to bits helter-skelter.