I liked this little poem by Moley do you?

Question

Waterboarding

Its not body boarding

Its not surfing the web

Its not snow boarding nor chocolate hoarding,

Its not breathing the life air

but going down and down and down

like captain Pugwash

sinking

choking

drowning

floating

but not to heaven.

Answer 1

Good Morning!

Yes I do. Moley speaks her mind, you don't have to try to figure out what she is really expressing. I never do anyway.

Did she send those horrible birthday presents back?

Or sell them on e-bay?

Answer 2

At least I had a better idea for Moley's birthday than this stinking poem. If I want bad news I read the papers. You put the words in her head.

Shame on you for even considering to drown her.

Penny come live with me he is barbaric.

Answer 3

Lock her in the Tower for a while.

Answer 4

nope i cant say i like it

Answer 5

Well dollop me doubloons and coddle me catfish, you lolloping landlubbers would make seagulls suffer and stalactites stagger.  Kipper me capstans, that captain Pugwash totters turtles and dithers dogfish, scuttles cuttlefish, and makes starfish stutter.  But as sure as me barnacles is blistered, Cap'n Pugwash might make ya walk the plank, with an assist from Seaman Stains, Master Bates, and Tom the Cabin Boy, but even these scourges of El Caribe would not stoop so low as to waterboard some scurvy swab.  You need a congressional dipshit to concur such an act.

Yes Moley, you're a geniusette.

Answer 6

This is what I do to Cheer Leaders who don't like my poems.