Ode to Penfold's green teeth, a poem about mysterious disappearances?

Where is that rasor toothed beaver face anyway?





Welcome Y!New Fish.





Green grinner


From Stinky river


From under the bridge


He’s quite a sinner





A magical beast


With the toothiest grin


Don’t look in his speedo


There’s nothing to see





He was smited And he rose


Reincarnated as a horse


Picking his potato nose


Watch him now he’ll strike a pose





What a green toothed little bugger


Always starting up the trouble


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He tells all to kiss his bass.





Ooooo-cha... Baracuda!

Ode to Penfold's green teeth, a poem about mysterious disappearances?
Finalising the ode to Green grinner





Green grinner was only forty three he didn't wanna die


Now he's gone to make sarky comments


in that Y/A in the sky


Where the contacts are all angels


and the Y!Police are banned


And a green toothed trolls life is full of fun


In that lairy contrary land


But a womans needs are many fold


and Pen she married Stooge


But strange things happened on their wedding night


as they lay in their luge


Is that the wind a rustling


or the skids on this here sled


or grinners bogey covered wheelchair


running repeatedly over his head


They won't forget Green grinner


And he talked a lot of baloney in his vest
Reply:*hides from the trouty speedo*
Reply:Continuation of Ode to Penny and Others Who Shall Not Remain Nameless





Well if the real thing don't do the trick (no?)


You'd better think of something quick


You're gonna burn, burn, burn, burn to the wick


Now won'tcha?





Ooooooo Bara-bara-bara cuuuuda





The lures are out there


For any dumb bass to strike


Shiny, tempting, oh so alluring


Hey fishy boy says the spoon, you like?


Poor hungry thing just sucks it in


Now wriggling like a fish on dry land


Struggling to avoid any helping hand


Sinks like a stone that's been thrown in the ocean


His logic is gone as he drinks his own potion


Poison air ain't so smart


Dead before he starts


Be still my bleedin' heart.
Reply:i drop on poem not in toilet


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pull out in time to spit juice on poem
Reply:Well I expected you to say "red teeth"!!


Oh..... Unless your skin and blood are green in colour!!


He would have loved to feast on them!!!





Anyway... Don't worry. He would soon be here.


Just wait and let him finish with the meal at hand, He will come for you!!!





Am i in trouble now??


*Turned tail*
Reply:We should have a wake for Pennfold under the bridge. I've got a six-pack and a tube of glue.
Reply:I am starting to get that creepy feeling Penfold deletes himself in order to get all that attention that little green stumper.
Reply:This is a funny poem ; thanks i needed a good laugh,