"zaphod" poems
“If there's anything more important than my ego around, I want it caught and shot now.”
“If I ever meet myself, I'll hit myself so hard I won't know what's hit me.”
“I'm up to here with cool, okay? I am so amazingly cool you could keep a side of meat in me for a month. I am so hip I have difficulty seeing over my pelvis.”
"He (Zaphod) then had another quick one (drink) to follow the first one down and check that it was all right. [...] sent a third drink down to see why the second one hadn't yet reported on the condition of the first. [...] He poured a drink down his other throat with the plan it would head the other one off at the pass, join forces with it, and together they would get the second to pull itself together, give it a good talking to and maybe a bit of a sing as well. He felt uncertain as to whether the fourth drink had understood all that, so he sent down a fifth drink to explain the plan more fully and a sixth for moral support."
Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 9:57 PM UTC
The final deed was done.
Blue eye girl, sweet sweet soul.
Forever gone.
No more runs. No more walks. No more love.
No more. No more?
Flash black of the day we met the day, I said "shes mine" mum
6 wonderful years now mum. She was so pretty mum.
I know you hurt mum. Ill be strong for you mum. I was strong for her to mum.
So cheers to the best but I must lay her to rest.
Forever my albino love.
Run free ZB. She's living the dream.
In time i'll see my dear friend once more.
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 6:46 PM UTC