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Saturday, July 28, 2007

Robert Frost, Slog Commenter

posted by on July 28 at 13:56 PM

Commenter Musely was so inspired by the latest installment of Whose Calves Are These? that he wrote a poem:

Whose calves these are I think I know.
He lives upon the hill though;
He will not see me stopping here
To snap his calves with my cellphone so.
It is indeed rather queer
To snap these calves while standing near
But a shot of them I must take
I’ll do it boldly, without fear.
He gives his sexy ass a shake
And I’m quite sure it’s no mistake—
Above the din of some band’s beat
He must have heard me picture-take,
Ogling his legs from ass to feet,
But oh those calves—this shot I’ll keep—
And gaze at it before I sleep,
And gaze at it before I sleep.

I had his permission—but whatever. Nice going.

(PS: White’s been right on all of them. The Drummer is Jason Finn, The Boss is Tim Keck, The Genius is Susan Robb, and The Cripple is Brendan Kiley.)

(PPS: Next one will be a lady, for you, Sean.)

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Thanks, I didn't even know I liked calves until your series.

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