And the *bel* mod flaps her loose brown gums like wings,

Delicate-flamed as new-cut wick, will my FRIENDs agree,

“He was a d00d who used to poast on such things”?

If it be on the night crew when, like an AZN’s soundless blink,

A clover’d Box tweets throttled whispers of v-card

Upon striven-warped up’West side, a poaster may think,

“He has suffered many such a retard.”

If I pass during megapost’d madness, pumo’d and lame,

And whokebe cries out plaintively over Lebron,

One may say, “He strove that such whokebian rants had voice to declaim,

But could poast little for them; and now he is gone.”

If, when hearing that I have retired at last, they mock at the b00r,

Watchmen: a full-bearded travel’r agrees,

Will this thought rise on those who will eat chipwich no more,

“He was one who had an ear for 180s”?

And will any say when a SUMMON blankpoast is seen by the way,

Between an endless gab of engagement rings,

Will all of my FRIENDS make one seamless appearance to say,

“He does it not now, but used to poast on such things”?

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1285897&forum_id=2#14743237)

"If it be on the night crew when, like an AZN’s soundless blink"

It's stuff like this man

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1285897&forum_id=2#14810662)