List of My Friends?



First is SN, you always smelled so good

Second is TM, you smelled like burning wood

Third is FD, thought you smelled like Fel

Last is OM, I hated that fishy smell

You flaunted your virility, and red was never to my liking

Though I wanted to slap you, I always found you striking.



You always thought you knew what was best, but not everyone likes greens.

Though I waved your way, I pictured your shredded hide in my dreams.

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Your bread was bad, you diseased lout, it made me sick.

I would cheerily beat you with a stick.

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Last you, I'm not even going to think of a rhyme for you. Mugs.

I will dance on your grave. You were uniquely terrible.



A pinch of tumeric and a pound of salt, if it comes out poorly it’s your own fault.



Pay attention to the broth, and stir, stir, stir!

Then add a big handful of board fur.



Last you need a little sour,

get the kick with a little gunpowder!