Here's another old poem from the Exquisite Corpse. This one was created 10 years ago today....
Seven E's and an L
Don't forget the Windex.
Somehow, somewhere, it always happens again
Yo, Larry! Grab me a Point!
a quarter of your life, wiped away....
The cheese sailed across the room
And sparks flew as lice from their heated loins.
Do you know what I'm thinking?
Bananas, falling like rain
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