Scrid Poem

[Zurtok Khan]

He came from under the water
to dance with you
from a tribe who know the Jive
He's a master on the dance floor
like a gin and tonic from LMNO
he'll make you sweat, he'll make you swear
he's the Scrid, and he likes you.

He put up the signs,
they point the way
to Penael Gland Goodness
and a wicked hangover
he's got the secret
to make to sweat, to make you swear
he's the Scrid, and he likes you.

Just about enough tentacles
he's got a way with a broom
that must've made Malaul swoon.
He's the sweeper of the Open Bar,
and the cleaner of Mangroove's big nose.

He's the Scrid
Yeah, He's the SCRID
and he likes you.

[agent compassion]

Fucking RAH!  

[LMNO]

At last!  A poem for my generation!

[Shibboleet The Annihilator]

That was beautiful.

[Mangrove]

finally! someone who writes poetry i understand!


RAH!