Vogon Poetry Hour!
See, see the evil sky
Marvel at its big puce depths.
Tell me, lucious do you
Wonder why the chahuahua ignores you?
Why its foobly stare
makes you feel hungover.
I can tell you, it is
Worried by your fkghjgkdg facial growth
That looks like
A mold.
What's more, it knows
Your Bawbag potting shed
Smells of ****.
Everything under the big evil sky
Asks why, why do you even bother?
You only charm haggis.