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Down the alley

The grumbph came airway

It was a solid day

In the life of a stoodlay

On the other side

The drudge fell and slide

Left the pavement a red dyed

In a corner could only hide

A coincidence. Just a pity

Things happened to the unlucky

On the streets all slipery

Of the great Synchro Ni City

By honorary Vogon Poetry Master angerbda

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Not staying in this place

Where the controversies refuse to fade

A note upon note upon note is the norm

Everything feels odd

Is it not?

I'll find the prince of darkness

Where nothing is left to coincidence

A waterfall of vulnerabilities

Spoke the silences that keep

A light in the valley of synchronicity.

Crisp the bends that make

Share stories when awake

In pictures live memories

As royal as can be.

By her esteemed Vogon Poetry Virtuoso Nablai

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Co-Inky Dink-A-Doo

A butterfly's farts traveled to Mars

Where they stirred up crimson dust by the Lander's strut

Brought back the Red Death to the stars

And everyone died – wind from a butterfly's butt.

By his poetship of the Vogon circle BrianMullin0

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A Dance With Chaos

O, smarbled weave of time's perplex,

Thy tangled threads do twangle so,

As crinkled moments crash in wobbly nex.

Froop, I beckon thee, with zufulous ponderings,

And plinkly plunk the chords of fate,

Or I shall thwack thee with my squirming brundlethorps,

To dance in chaos, see if I shan't!

Inspired by Captain Shakespeare of Stardust and written in honour of pride month by their Vogon-ness chai-ya

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