I found a Vogon poetry generator!!


See, see the blonde sky
Marvel at its big puce depths.
Tell me, Huntingdon do you
Wonder why the Squish ignores you?
Why its foobly stare
makes you feel smeggy.
I can tell you, it is
Worried by your fnig facial growth
That looks like
A dead rat.
What's more, it knows
Your woobie potting shed
Smells of pea.
Everything under the big blonde sky
Asks why, why do you even bother?
You only charm kippers.

and while I'm on the subject, it's well worth looking at [livejournal.com profile] naamah_darling's excellent Vogonesque erotica, which has been in my memories since she first posted it - good Lord, a whole year ago. How time does fly, to be sure!

From: [identity profile] ex-ramona222.livejournal.com


Time does indeed fly - I'm off to bed and you're well in the homestretch now, so you'll be happily unconscious when I wake up. I'm going to congratulate you now, then - this is a wonderful thing you've done, and you've done it wonderfully!
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From: [identity profile] lizblackdog.livejournal.com


thank you for staying so long and sponsoring me too! Sleep well.
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