Thread: POEM: Red Clam Sauce
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Old August 20th 08, 04:50 AM posted to rec.arts.poems,alt.usenet.kooks,rec.aviation.piloting,alt.religion.asatru,talk.us.rhode-island
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Default POEM: Red Clam Sauce
In article , Barbara's Cat
says...

Aratzio wrote:

On Mon, 18 Aug 2008 21:42:41 -0700, in alt.usenet.kooks, Chairman Cow
bloviated:

In article , Little Meow says...

Charles Lysaght wrote in news:57785be3-6035-44ea-
:

I split your butt cheeks.
ecstacy
Pour on the red clam sauce.
squishy
We've been through a whole gallon.
clam enema
I like riding you more than bikes.
hairy
I have clams stuck to my balls.
snack
We smell like a fish monger.
dying
I passionately scream out your name.
Tom

Chuck


This adds a whole new dimension to your blog
entries regarding your fondness for cooking.
Now I can see what truly sates your epicurean
desires. Keep up the good work, Chuck!

But what kind of wine would you serve with it?

Two-buck Chuck

RUNS!


Tsk. 'Sterno'

(Oh, how easily they forget.)

Only a barbarian would eat their wine with a spoon.

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