Friday, January 27, 2006

Ode to Fooz


Diminutive players of plastic,
Gliding and moving with grace...

Civility, manners, courtesy...
(Pummeled.) Gone without a trace.

And to the winner goes all the spoils
And to the loser: a broken face.




...Foozball is the final equalizer.

2 Comments:

At January 29, 2006 7:21 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

if you can read this, Ari is able to post comments to mickus's stupid page

 
At February 10, 2006 2:34 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Take my love, take my land
Take me where I can not stand
I don't care, I'm still free
You can't take the sky from me
Take me out, to the black
Tell them I ain't coming back
Burn the land and boil the sea
You can't take the sky from me
There's no place, I can be
Since I found SERENITY
You can't take the sky from me

 

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