yes I am the horrible creeping bag of sound that is the most worst to you! I will use my beak to mischief you and I will press B. I wobble my snake-front-body and I waggle my bag-back-body and they meet in the middle to plan a bad idea to upset you. I flap back and forth my business rear for balancing and I snapple-pap my feet all up and down the town for terrible reasons, and you don’t like it. I am the goose and you are the miserable boy with no honk. I invented my body and it was the best idea.
"I invented my body and it was the best idea." This killed me. This is 21st century poetry right here.
I keep reading this over and over in awe? Help?? Honk????
"My body is the softest triangle with a hose attached, strong and useful and all the way sweetheart." is just the absolute perfection of a line
"Theft puts a parade into my walk, I am so proud to steal from you and your bad family, who are no good to me and are not geese."
I think about this piece at least once a day since it was posted. It may be my favorite Beat poem, and if no one records themself reading it I will be forced to take up the task myself.
I didn't even know I needed both this piece and this game in my life, but I have been *enlightened*. HONK.
Having read this is the most sufficient pleasure, complete.
I love Danny in this mode
The finest thing since ......well, since, I don't know, since the pig's got into Mr. and Mrs. Collins' garden!
Danny is a gamer. Daniel, you majestic goose, your down so soft and your honk so violent, will you please grace is with the words we all need to hear? 'Gamers' Rights'