Outrage Sunday 65 On First Looking into Beechboro’s Homer

Much have I driven in Beechboro streets,
And many worstly prams and specials seen;
Round many Cocos’d gardens have I been
‘Fore ending it all in a Maccas seat.
But one registered lawn I had been told
That no-browed Homer ruled as his demesne;
So I Jizzed quick to breathe its semi-green
And saw his fat face, decap’d, bleached and gold:
Then felt I like some stealer of the pies
When a new drug is offered free to Ben;
Or like fat Brian when with greedy eyes
He star’d at the lobbying — and all his men
Look’d at one another with meth-glazed eyes —
Silent, lest the CCC do listen.

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5 Responses to Outrage Sunday 65 On First Looking into Beechboro’s Homer

  1. The Legend 101 says:

    Funny, at first i thought it was a cake.

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  2. PeteF says:

    Lovely work DFoC. heh, silent, lest the ccc do listen.

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