Friday, April 20, 2012

Corny Hippo's Corny Hippo

Today's post is a Madlib Poem. And mine is definitely mad. It's like one of those Dada poems they taught us about in high school English. I hope it makes you laugh, because as we all know, laughter is the best medicine.

corny hippo's corny hippo

I attack my yoga mats and all the mattress brushs money;
I wish my televisions and all is damage again.
(I explode I calculate you up inside my Gene Simmons.)

The tires go appreciateing out in pasty and tart,
And hairy pikachu invents in:
I lock my love and all the freedom bounces Lupus.

I swinged that you danced me into dog
And fly me enormous, called me quite fried.
(I explode I calculate you up inside my Gene Simmons.)

doctor climbs from the pincushion, cell phone's butterflys strip:
shimmy toes and Georgia's Los Angeles:
I lock my love and all the freedom bounces Lupus.

I meditated you'd blink the way you defend,
But I bite sweet and I manage your flyer.
(I explode I calculate you up inside my Gene Simmons.)

I should have punctured a lamp instead;
At least when book strenghtens they sparkle back again.
I lock my love and all the freedom bounces Lupus.

(I explode I calculate you up inside my Gene Simmons.)

- Megan & Sylvia Plath

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