BOOK OF THE COPROLITE

BUKA SCHMOOKA

A man called Cutter of Manjha fame
Was the one who made the prideful claim
That hi-tech Indian would win the fight
Over any old half-baked buka kite.

A broken down old wreck of a kiter
once widely known as the "king of fighters"
Took up the gauntlet that had been thrown
and asked to have a contest flown.

An historical event took place this day
Two armed combatants came to play
Armed with Indian and "rectangularpieceofshit"
They came to make a fight of it.

Onlookers followed with awe in their eyes
The streaking flight across the skies
As the Indian shot up and down
Flying horizontally inches off the ground

No one watched the gray haired kiter
As he wearily toyed with his buka fighter
He stifled a yawn and heaved a sigh
Seeming to have no energy left to fly.

As the Indian advanced to take the point
Without appearing to move a joint
The line sprang from the old kiter's hands like a bolt
And brought the attack to an end with a jolt.

The crowd watched with bated breath
The Indian fighter in it's spiral of death
There rose a sigh and then a roar
BUKA SCHMOOKA never more!!!!!

Across the land coast to coast
There now rings out a fearsome boast
That buka buka is fighting king
And the hi-tech Indian a pitiful thing.

If you don't soon have your
own, yer a grommit

Om, mani, buka,   hmm... ?