> Quoting Jeffrey Yassawhatsit:
<snip>
> See, 'mini'-- 't's like this, I'm 'onna 'xplain: a poetess, she steals
> he-poet's words ('STEAL', I say 'STEAL', to be very exact and
> precision instrument in our choice of word, as poets), well, a person
> robbed, he cannot then have at his disposal [No!] to use what has been
> taken from him. Yes! Even from ghost town, as B.B. (Berthold Brecht)
I say let BB get his own Hotmail account if he wants in on the name games!
(You have my total support, Erminia.)
<snip>
> Last: I'mma fix it up a little your 2nd language English poem, so
> she's a-rhyme (and your "spelling"):
>
>> Macrow
>> Microtecht
>> Mad regal -esque
>> And I my 'ster Brecht
>> Miss-a you and I wisque
>> You knew what my life it's-a like
>> I'm-a one two three four--- five! steps on the-a slum
>> I went to my sister her house
>> As you well knouse
>> What are youse
>> F--kin'
>> Typo
>> ?
>
> Luv,
>
> Candice "Jeffrey" Ward
Jeffrey, you bitch (SNL allusion), you've made S--T (as you quaintly render
the term) of Erminia's poem by turning it into a Mamma Mia Pizzeria jingle!
As for your outrageous _permissionless_ appending of my (good) name to your
shinola, I'm turning you into the Pessoa Police for identity theft!
You bin warned--flee, bugger off, rowse mitchew, etc. etc.
Candice the Non-Jeffrey
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