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Stick Boy noticed that his Christmas tree looked healthier
than he did.
Brie Boy had a dream he had only had twice,
that his full, round head was only a slice.
The other children never let Brie Boy play ...
... but at least he went well with a nice Chardonnay.
He wiped his wet slockets with his mummified sleeves,
and sat down to a bowl of sugar-frosted tanna leaves.
One dark, gloomy day,
from out of the fog,
appeared a little white mummy dog.
For his newfound wrapped pet,
he did many things,
like building a dog house
à la Pryimid of kings.
It was late in day-
just before dark.
Mummy Boy took his dog
for a walk in the park.
The park was empty
except for a squirrel,
and a birthday party for a Mexican girl.
There once was a girl
who was made up of junk.
She looked really dirty,
and she smelled like a skunk.
She was always unhappy,
or in one of her slumps-perhaps 'cause she spent
so much time down in the dumps.
The only bright moment
was from a guy named Stan.
He was from the neighborhood
garbage man.
He loved her a lot
and made a marriage proposal,
but she already thrown herself
in the garbage disposal.
Life isn't easy
for the Pin Cushion Queen.
When she sits alone on her throne
Pins push through her spleen.
There once was a morose melonhead,
who sat there all day
and wished he were dead.
But you should be careful
about the things that you wish.
Because the last thing he heard
was a deafening squish.
To avoid a law suit,
we'll just call her Sue
(or "that girl who likes
to sniff lots of glue").
The reason I know
that this is the case
is when she blow her nose,
kleenex sticks to her face.
"My name is Jimmy,
but my friends just call me
'the hideous penguin boy.'"
For Christmas, Char boy received his usual lumps of coal,
which made him very happy
For Christmas, Char Boy received a small present instead of
his usual lump of coal,
which confused him very much.
For Christmas Char Boy was mistaken for a dirty fireplace
and swept out into the street.
To those who knew him
-his friends-
we called him Roy.
To others he was known
as that horrible Toxic Boy.
He loved ammonia and asbestos,
and lots of cigarette smoke.
What he breathed in for air
would make other people choke!
His very favorite toy
was a can of aerosol spray;
he'd sit quietly and shake it,
and spray it all the day.
He'd stand inside the garage
in the early-morning frost,
waiting for the car to start
and fill him with exhaust.
The one and only time
I ever saw Toxic Boy cry
was when some sodium chloride
got into his eye.
One day for fresh air
they put him in the garden.
His face went deathly pale
and his body began to harden.
The final gasp of his short life
was sickly with despair.
Whoever thought that you could die
from breathing outdoor air?
As Roy's soul left his body
we all said a silent prayer.
It drifted up to heaven
and left a hole in the ozone layer.
For Halloween,
Oyster Boy decided to go as a human.
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