Conspicuous Concupiscence of Littoral Lovers fetid feta fungus ferments frequently, fumigates funhouse I produced more smoke than heat i'm only satisfied when rolling on the floor I tried so hard not to remember... A lovely flower has no petals She looked at him with wondering eyes, what IS that fanky smell? Shimoga is a town and a nice town it is Angels don't sing in the style of Troubadour A fine layer of dust coated everything.

A while back I posted a few poems. (See "Deaf Trees and Bladders" , "Zoroaster's Filibusters" , and "Watch me now" .) These poems are credited to The Exquisite Corpse, which is not a person, but a process. What I did was, on the dial-up BBS that I used to run, I set up a mailbox. The users would send in a line of random poetic-sounding stuff. Every once in a while I would open the mail, collect the lines into stanzas, make up a title, and post the resulting poem for all to see and mar...

I saw this limerick review of Spider-man 2 by SPC Nobody Special. I love to write limericks myself, so I got inspired to create this limerick summary of the movie. DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN THE MOVIE YET! THERE ARE MAJOR SPOILERS AHEAD. Peter Parker starts having some fits when his webshooters go on the fritz and he gets no respect, just abuse and neglect; pretty soon he gives up and just quits. Doc Octavius, seeking true fusion (not those hacks', Pons and Flei...