Here are my lame contributions to this week’s Filthy Lie.
There once was an Evil Glenn,
Who'd whack hobos now and then.
He’d blend up a puppy,
Drink it like a guppy.
And wipe the red foam off his chin.
(Ok, I know that “chin” doesn’t exactly rhyme, but it’s a nice image anyways.)
Evil Glenn was in a spot,
He had no dog for his pot.
So he grabbed a bunny,
And dipped it in honey.
Then said, “I liked that a lot!”
(Oh, so that’s what he does when the Attack Rabbits fail at their jobs)
An evil man wore white socks,
With his sandals to cover his hocks.
An opera cape,
On his shoulder to drape.
And a top hat crowning his locks.
(This one is my favorite)
The Robot, Evil Glenn does dance.
Or maybe there’s ice in his pants?
Whichever it be,
Disturbing is he.
Could be he’s really from France?
(Now that’s really disturbing… he’s French too?)
Sorry if I don’t have all of the links done yet. I didn’t have as much time to do this as I thought, so I’ll try to link up everything later.