Somewhere there’s a holy cow
In a field where you can stroke it
That gives a little holy “moo”
Whenever you invoke it.
Behind it is a steaming mound
Of what was once it’s dinner.
As for who folks invoke more?
I think we have a winner!
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The New Diet (Rated R)
I met a man in an alley,
Seven feet tall, 400 lbs.
He’d just finished his UFC event,
Winning after 19 rounds.
So sure, I look like a pussy
Compared to that guy of seven feet,
But what can I say? At the end of the day
You are what you eat.
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The Daily Travesty 