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Poem for Kim Jung Ill

A poem

Beloved Leader loved kittens

So do you

But not as much

As you like young girls,

Dear Leader

Playboy in a starving land

Pochonbo Electronic Ensemble

is playing in my hut

The groove is on

We rock out together

though we are far apart

Dear Leader

You with caviar

I in the mud

But that's the way it should be

cause I'm a loser

with serious emotional problems

bright enough

but not in touch

with reality
what are the odds.. 27.Oct.2003 22:49


What are the odds that the fattest guy in all of North Korea is also the president?

I wonder why??

How about this. 27.Oct.2003 23:04


One dark night in the middle of the day,
Two dead presidents came out to play,
They stood back to back and faced each other,
Fired their Nukes and shot each other,
A deaf policeman heard the noise,
And came over and shot the two dead boys,
If you don't believe this lie is true,
Just as Kofi the blind man, he saw it too.

Portland Writers 27.Oct.2003 23:19


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