Welcome back to the Vogon Poetry Corner - our collection of the works from the dark side of the minds of our regulars. 

Enjoy - and don't forget to contribute your own masterpiece for featuring in one of the upcoming issues!

He slapped ho, to and fro.

Scream of rage, she'll got paid.

Down her throat, bruised lips made.

Curtain is shade, her pimp slayed.

The car running, gangster angry gunnin.

Streets are rumbling, cops ain't funnin.

Lead be coming, she said something.

Many Police hunting, hateful hungry people.

People scream loud, court sentence profound.

Soylent green! Soylent green! Feed him to the machine! Soylent green! Soylent green!

By nosleneillor

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Jack and Jill went up to kill

To fetch a pail of drangle

Jack fell down and broke his groin

And Jill came jowling after.

By Nablai

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Garfs and Dromes Glupules and Lay

Garfs and dromes glupules and lay,

The moon grows fat and bright as fray:

Leave your jurtles, and keep the speed,

Gruntbuggly dromes jurpling garfs lurgid.

By angerbda

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Vogons in your sky

Ready to destroy your world

We need that bypass!

By elveloy