Surgeons General Warning: Vogon Poetry Ahead!
ONE MAN AGAINST THE NIGHT
Oh freddled gruntbuggly,
Thy micturations are to me
As plurdled gabbleblotchits
On a lurgid bee.
Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes
And hooptiously drangle me
with crinkly bindlewurdles,
Or I will rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon
See if I don't.
Part Two
Ó fragúndio bugalhostro, tua micturição é para mim
Qual manchimucos num lúrgido mastim
Frêmeo implochoro-o, ó meu perlíndromo exangue.
Adrede me não apagianaste a crímidos dessartes?
Ter-te-ei rabirrotos, raio que o parta!
By Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz, HGTTG