Author: Egween
Date:Nov 2 1995
Trichina Be Damned
There is a slug in my orange juice.
His little skin is quite chartruese.
His eyes, oh dear, they look bright red.
I do believe that he is dead.
Around him lies some plasmic gel.
It mixes with my orange juice quite well.
I drain my glass slug and all.
Then contemplate going to the mall.
Egween al'Vere the Ent