Vogon Poet

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Oh freddled gruntbuggly, Thy micturations are to me, As plurdled gabbleblotchits, On a lurgid bee, That mordiously hath blurted out, Its earted jurtles, grumbling Into a rancid festering confectious organ squealer. Now the jurpling slayjid agrocrustles, Are slurping hagrilly up the axlegrurts, And living glupules frart and stipulate, Like jowling meated liverslime, Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes, And hooptiously drangle me, With crinkly bindlewurdles,mashurbitries. Or else I shall rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon, See if I don't! Ironically it is (just barely) free standing. I watched Hitchhiker's Guide a few nights ago, and tried to look these guys up here. To my disappointment, there were none to print, and use in boardgames. My first print had a foot break off when removing supports, so beware of tiny feet under there.