Marlo has just joined us at the Thank me! level. Although i know very little about him, we’ve been talking back and forth on the Discord server, and i think i’ve gleaned enough to have written a faaaaairly accurate poem about what i imagine was one of the best nights of his life. Here it is.
These Peanuts are Making Me Thirsty
One night Marlo
went to the barlo
drove in his carlo
wasn’t too farlo
sat on his buttso
munched on some nutso
filled up his gusto
bit of a glut, so he
ordered a drinko
glasses went clinko
cheeks turning pinko
said with a winko
“It’s been a good nighto
drank booze, had a biteo
I think i just mighto
take to the spotlight.”
O! He danced
off his pants
While they chanted,
he pranced
and they crowned him the king of the disco.
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