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Doc Moose Sending in the Clones
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Doc Moose Sending in the Clones |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA 
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Poor Doc Moose didn't have no friends. He lived his life alone He bought a huge robotics book And built himself a clone. That clone looked just like Doc Moose did As ugly as could be And every word that left his mouth Was pure profanity. The doctor loved to cuss a lot.. Of that you could be sure But that clone made poor Doc Moose look Like some poor amateur. When they went out on double-dates His mouth embarrassed Moose Until Doc made his mind up That he had to cut him loose. He said, "We're going out today.. A picnic, if you will." Then took the clone up high atop Deer Rockabilly Hill. The opportunity arose... Doc pushed him to his death! The clone screamed out obscenities Until his final breath!!!! A forest ranger wandered by, Placed Doc in custody. The moose man screamed out in dismay, "Why are you arresting me?!?" "No need to plead your innocence Because I saw it all. I'm placing you under arrest because You made an obscene clone fall!!" |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Lol, I shall return. Doc |
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Alison 
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
It's too early in the morning to laugh like this. Really it is. A |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
As the foul-mouthed clone fell from the mountainous heights Gothams' students awoke to his hideous cries Like a scene taken out of some brooding film noir all eyes shift to the jumble of stones where he lies Then back up to the peak where enshrouded in clouds The much maligned Doctor doth ponder out loud "T'would appear I'll be hung for the death of that clone, but by Batmans' blue suit I'll not go down alone" " Ol' Commissioner Gordon I'm sure'd like to hear 'bout the role played in this by Goth Lord Balladeer whose connivings have cast our whole school under pall of a darkness which threatens to consume us all" My Dear Readers, sit tight, on this mess I shall brood on how best to portray some true "Goth" attitude. |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
Alison woke up to laughter, and I'm going to bed chuckling. You can knock us all over with a feather.  |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Let me make this perfectly clear. No one can handle the Lord Balladeer. Beware, Doctor Moose. Better stick with your clone Or the next body falling could well be your own!!  |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Klassy Lassy, Thanks, I think we might just be getting started here. Doc |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Never one from a threat or a promise to shirk The good Doctor gets down to some Gothic type work He must send out a sign, a Moose light 'gainst the clouds All of Gotham shall see that he is well endowed With a Jokers' quick wit and a masterful pen and of course other things I'll not mention again Modesty as it were at all times must prevail Even when one is faced with the prospects of jail With the signal light lit, now it's anyones' guess Who might join in to help me get out of this mess [This message has been edited by Dr.Moose1 (07-01-2011 09:23 AM).] |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
 Ok, now I get to go back and read the comments... |
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Oklahoma Rose Senior Member
since 2008-02-28
Posts 1586Oklahoma USA |
LOL! Balladeer, you are the best. |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
All is gloom and despair 'neath the ominous clouds Gotham city below half obscured in the murk Dr. Moose on the lam, or to jail he will go While nearby evil forces continue to work For a moment too brief, there is one ray of hope As her name would imply Sunshine lights up the sky Shedding light that I see we have guests, Ok Rose, Many thanks, you're a gem I'm so glad you dropped by Then the pall that has spread from the Goth Lords dark lair Blocks the sun, once again we descend into gloom Will the Doctor make good his escape from the law Or will Balladeers' Gothic workshop be his doom? |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
All of Gotham it seems is now under this curse For the Joker's depressed and the Penguin is worse Two-Face cries on both sides about what's going down As the scandalous news spreads 'round old Gotham town Mister Freeze can't chill out, Poison Ivy's got rash Even Riddler chipped in posting my bail in cash I hear Scarecrow's afraid of Catwomans' purr-suit So I'm still on the lam, now ain't that downright cute! And it's all cuz that "Deer" said I killed off my clone Oh, but wait, that ain't right, stop the press, hold the phone! For he said what I built for a friend was a "bot" Are those two things the same? Holy poem! I think not! For you see my dear readers "Deers'" logic is flawed Killing robots, as yet, has still not been outlawed. |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
No robot, Moose. It was a clone that you threw off the cliff. I’ll make sure you’re convicted and the prison sentence stiff. You should have stayed beside yourself, which is your normal state But, no, you had to kill the other half and seal your fate. There’s no escape from Gotham City. Exits have been closed. Security is tighter than a fat gal’s pantyhose. Your day will come to pay for how you treat your fellow, er ,clone And you will pay the penalty by living life alone. |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
At this point Balladeer m'friend you should make up your mind A "robotics book" for building "clones" is pretty hard to find That would be a "genetics book" I am inclined to think And also that there's something wrong with your magnetic ink Of late when you've been posting things some things become obscured Which makes it look like you're the clone that's swearing, every word I only point this out m'friend that you'd not seem a cuss So ornery that he must swear each time he speaks to us. As for this so called "clone" m'friend, if I might re-direct That Ranger who was passing by was blind I do suspect For saying he did see me do the deed most surely sir could only be prefabricated nonsense as it were In Gotham where the light of day has dimmed by your misdeeds One cannot tell a clone apart from topiaried weeds I call Sir Edward Scissorhands, though not from Gotham folks He'll swear he carved my likeness on that cliff just for a hoax And when that ranger happened by he threw it off the ledge While listening to some classic stuff performed by Percy Sledge [This message has been edited by Dr.Moose1 (07-06-2011 07:34 PM).] |
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katahdin Senior Member
since 2010-07-01
Posts 1196ME. In the Shadow of the Mt. |
LOL!!! What a hoot! Love it when you two battle poem style. Enjoyed! Kat >^..^< |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Okay, I am laughing again. You two are the best. A |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Forget the silly balderdash...you're winding up in court. The jury then will see that you are one ungodly sort But, staring at your countenance, they may find undeniable That killing such a clone could be considered justifiable. Though every person knows that you are guiltier than sin, As we have found out lately, it don't mean that you won't win. Kill a baby, kill an ex-wife and her waiter friend And you'll be found not guilty in this crazy world we're in. Perhaps they'll make a movie with George Cloney as the star, A tale of love gone very wrong which turned into a war. You’ll wind up rich and famous and the hero of the day Which goes to show that, once again, crime will always pay. But I don’t care. I’ll hunt you down, no matter where you go. You’ll not escape the Balladeer, your never-tiring foe. Just clone around all that you want...your end is coming near. No one escapes the clutches of the hero Balladeer.! [This message has been edited by Balladeer (07-08-2011 08:41 PM).] |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Though it seems as you say many guilty go free In this case once again I'm afraid that's not me I will not find myself in a court, no just cause For without any proof, I've not broke any laws Edward Scissor Hands scupted my likeness from weeds It was he pushed it off and not me did the deed Last I knew law must have a dead body for proof But I smoked all the evidence up, it went poof! It's a dark dreary day in Gotham so far We respect you m'friend for all that you are But to try to peg murder of clone on a moose One can only conclude that you've got a screw loose Oh and btw, will you please fix that thing with your computer it's getting really annoying. Doc |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Can't do it...i'll try not to annoy you with it any more. |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
What's up with that? Your keyboard get funky? Heck , if you can stand it, I guess I can, not too many people around here put up with me as it is. Besides, I'm having too much fun with our little sparring match. Doc |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
It appears our Goth Lord's overcome by despair As his keyboard's in desperate need of repair Either that or his 'puter has become possessed Get thee out 'puter demons! Dare thee not to infest Not one bit of our leaders' internal hard drive Rom or Ram, floppy disc, motherboard, all that jive I command you to leave in the name of all PIP Get thee out most post haste, and don't give me no lip! Meawhile back in dark Gotham the story line hangs In a state of suspension, not that most give a dang Whether I quite unjustly am hung from a noose Or shall soon be aquitted and issued a truce As some things that I write may be over the top When I go for a laugh it's sometimes hard to stop |
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