Just one can has me twisting and flailing
And with anvil-like fists I'm assailing
One big blow to the features
Knocks him over the bleachers
When he lands he'll be blistered and wailing!
David Cairns
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Popeye's spinach-fueled punch destroys both Bluto and the diner in We Aim To Please (1934).
1 comment:
Greetings from the UK. I enjoyed reading your poem - well done.
Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
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