Greeting Postcard Blues

I sailed the cambrian seas
In a boat of greenish spam
Fishing for new jersey
With bait named Sam-I-Am.

When Greasy Jane keels potes
Armadas spawn and die
While naugas in their saucers
Split the mesmosaic sky.

Oh! Waisted youth on pancakes,
Whose syruppy poems we read,
While conquering the Inca Spots
With records by Lou reed,

Canst nae thee, sir, hae naught
For burt, and gentle ernie too?
The sesame hae hae all baen squasht
By a bird as big as two.

Last updated: 29 Mar 1994

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