Thursday, May 3, 2012

Last Days of Freddy Garcia: The Poem

Doctor, make do!
It’s the avian flu!
Titanic, turn right!
Iceberg is sight!

Tokyo, take fear!
Godzilla is near!
Walls, get ready!
We're bringing in Freddy.

Rabbit, please run!
The hunt has begun!
Khaddafi, cry!
'Cause you're gonna die!

Grass, get lower!
‘Cause here comes the mower!
Ball, hate to be ya.’
We’re pitching Garcia.

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