I sailed the cambrian seas
When Greasy Jane keels potes
Oh! Waisted youth on pancakes,
Canst nae thee, sir, hae naught
In a boat of greenish spam
Fishing for new jersey
With bait named Sam-I-Am.
Armadas spawn and die
While naugas in their saucers
Split the mesmosaic sky.
Whose syrupy poems we read,
While conquering the Inca Spots
With records by Lou reed,
For burt, and gentle ernie too?
The sesame hae hae all baen squasht
By a bird as big as two.
Please don't ask about this. I have no idea, really, other than the title--a play on words, subbing a rather brilliant talk.bizarre personality for "np". If you don't know what "NP complete" is, feel free to look it up on Wikipedia. Or just don't worry about it. It's a geek thing.
Copyright 1989, 1994, 2013 Miles O'Neal, Austin, TX. All rights reserved.
1 comment:
It sounds brilliant--like it would take a team of brilliant people to decipher it--because it's just that brilliant.
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