| The poor lonely baseball field... |
Daydreaming

Vogon Poetry: WuckadooI met my match, a wubblegaster flubbergaster cuddlegaster robogaster wuckadoo He shoots, he shoots a gun, a gun. I fear, I die from bullets The wubblegaster flubbergaster cuddlegaster robogaster wuckadoo shoots, shoots gun, gun I die, yes I died my blood, green and yellow spills spills spills spills My brain spin spin spin and died died died &nbVogon Poetry: Wuckadoo
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