Welcome to the cowsay page. On this page you my access http://www.thekofc.net/cowsay/cowsayrss.xml an rss feed I wrote that runs the obscene bsd limericks through cowsay via fortune and posts them once a day so you can view them in Google Reader. Enjoy
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/ Cried Miss Pratt : "What are you staring at? \
| I know - you don't have to say that! |
| All you guys want of me |
| Is a poke where I pee, |
\ And it's pounding my ass mighty flat!" /
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/ Fucking is a filthy deed. -- I like it. \
| It satisfies a normal need. -- I like it. |
| It makes you sick, it makes you well, |
| It turns your spine to fucking jell, |
\ It damns your soul to Eternal Hell! -- I like it. /
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/ There once was a kiddie named Carr \
| Caught a man on top of his mar. |
| As he saw him stick 'er, |
| He said with a snicker, |
\ "You do it much faster than par." /
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/ She was coming round the mountain doin' ninety, \
| When the chain on her motorcycle broke, |
| Now she's lying in the grass, |
| With the muffler up her ass, |
\ And her tits a-playin' Dixie on the spokes. /
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/ Said a girl who upon her divan \
| Was attacked by a virile young man: |
| "Such excess of passion |
| Is quite out of fashion" |
| And she fractured his wrist with her fan. |
\ -- Edward Gorey /
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/ A dentist, young doctor Malone, \
| Got a charming girl patient alone, |
| And, in his depravity, |
| Filled the wrong cavity. |
\ God, how his practice has grown. /
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/ A clerical student named Pryne \
| Through pain sought to reach the divine: |
| He wore a hair shirt, |
| Quite often ate dirt, |
| And bathed every Friday in brine. |
\ -- Edward Gorey /
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/ A greedy young lady from Sidney \
| Liked it in up to her kidney, |
| Till a man from Quebec |
| Shoved it up to her neck-- |
\ He really diddled her, didn' he? /
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/ A girl camper once had an affair \
| With a fellow all covered with hair. |
| When she gave him his hat |
| She realized that |
\ She'd been had by Smokey the Bear. /
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/ It takes little strain and no art \
| To bang out an echoing fart. |
| The reaction is hearty |
| When you fart at a party, |
\ But the sensitive persons depart. /
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