Wednesday, February 13, 2013

'Cos I Are A Poet

In a world where daVinci (so cute)
Gave us the first parachute
I hope that galoots
Invented ballutes.


     (You want to see kewl?  Oh, we have got ballute-kewl!)

7 comments:

Matthew Walker said...

Burble Fence is my new favorite phrase. Burble Fence. Heh heh.

Bob said...

I don't know if it's spelled the same, but when I was in the Navy, a ballute was a rotten egg delicacy from the Phillipines; they were buried underground to ferment in the same manner as kimchee, as I was given to understand. May have just been a yarn.

Bob said...

Here it is! Balut.

Roberta X said...

I could not eat it. It would make me sad for the baby duck.

Old NFO said...

+1 on Bob, Balut is the first thing I thought... And Baluts are NASTY....

Roberta X said...

Way to buzzkill. Poor baby ducks.

Bob said...

Then there's a game they used to play in bars in the Philippines called "smile."...

Well, enough about the Phillipines...