O.K. Griffin, here's a poem that jes' maybe even you will appreciate:

I stuck my head up a Billy Goat's Azz
The smell was enough to blind me,
The more I smelt the more I felt
The girl I left behind me.

If I forked her once't I forked her twice't
Musta forked her once too often,
I musta sprung some dang thing
'Cause now she's laying in a coffin!

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Better? And yeah, if ya want, go ahead and send it to one o' them thar Reader's Digest Poetry Contests...Feel free to borrow it, and put yer name under it if ya got's you a mind to.

Jones