06-26-2006, 07:04 AM
IRFAN blog
This blogger rocks!!
<!--QuoteBegin-->QUOTE<!--QuoteEBegin--><b>The Charge of the Latrine Brigade</b>
Half a wit, half a wit,
Hark the Witlez Jugend!
All in the name of Harvard,
Rode the six & hundred.
"Forward, the Lat*in* Brigade!
Latrine Video Charge!" he said:
Yelling "PICO's 900 THESES!"
Rode the six & hundred.
Forward, the WitlezJugend!
Was there a fool dismayed?
Not tho' every child knew,
Witlez had blunder'd:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to sign and lie;
Flaunting pompous titles
Rode the six & hundred.
Shenoy to right of them,
Tossi to left of them,
Far*mer in front of them
Hollered and thunder'd;
Burdened with Lars and Frank,
Baldly they lied and stank,
Into pictures of latrines
Delved the hateful hundred.
Flash'd all their ass*s bare,
Mooning the children there,
Charging an army,
While all the world wonder'd;
Plung'd into the stone towers,
Right thro' the doors they broke,
Of the Loo and into the Poo.
Then they raced back, but not,
Not the six & hundred.
Giggles to right of them,
Laughter to left of them,
Guffaws behind them
Echoed and thunder'd;
Pilloried with snort and smell,
On how ass and hero fell,
All that was left of them
Stinking six & hundred.
When shall their fragrance fade?
O the awful stink they gained!
O the rotten eggs they laid!
All the world snicker'd;
Pity the bloopers they made!
Pity the Aryan Brigade!
Pity the Harvard Latrine Scholars!
Hare-brained six & hundred!
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This blogger rocks!!
<!--QuoteBegin-->QUOTE<!--QuoteEBegin--><b>The Charge of the Latrine Brigade</b>
Half a wit, half a wit,
Hark the Witlez Jugend!
All in the name of Harvard,
Rode the six & hundred.
"Forward, the Lat*in* Brigade!
Latrine Video Charge!" he said:
Yelling "PICO's 900 THESES!"
Rode the six & hundred.
Forward, the WitlezJugend!
Was there a fool dismayed?
Not tho' every child knew,
Witlez had blunder'd:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to sign and lie;
Flaunting pompous titles
Rode the six & hundred.
Shenoy to right of them,
Tossi to left of them,
Far*mer in front of them
Hollered and thunder'd;
Burdened with Lars and Frank,
Baldly they lied and stank,
Into pictures of latrines
Delved the hateful hundred.
Flash'd all their ass*s bare,
Mooning the children there,
Charging an army,
While all the world wonder'd;
Plung'd into the stone towers,
Right thro' the doors they broke,
Of the Loo and into the Poo.
Then they raced back, but not,
Not the six & hundred.
Giggles to right of them,
Laughter to left of them,
Guffaws behind them
Echoed and thunder'd;
Pilloried with snort and smell,
On how ass and hero fell,
All that was left of them
Stinking six & hundred.
When shall their fragrance fade?
O the awful stink they gained!
O the rotten eggs they laid!
All the world snicker'd;
Pity the bloopers they made!
Pity the Aryan Brigade!
Pity the Harvard Latrine Scholars!
Hare-brained six & hundred!
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