Dancing on the grave of T.S. Eliot
Poet Frank Kuppner writes a long poem to lampoon T.S. Sample:
"I grow stout ... I grow stout
I shall walk through St Paul's with my balls hanging out"
posted by Adam @ 6:57 AM
Tuesday, March 01, 2005
"I grow stout ... I grow stout
I shall walk through St Paul's with my balls hanging out"
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