Ode to Karen Steiner

bigT13guard: what should i blog about
SteinerJoe21: me
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bigT13guard: too late
bigT13guard: it's done

Oh Karen, you are so fair
With your elongated legs and flowing blonde hair
You love Illini basketball
Especially the one that stands so tall
Sometimes you do silly things
Like poo your pants or ditch with dings
Okay so you don't really poo your pants
But you do do a funny dance
Hey I just said doo doo
Okay let's get back to this rhyme
Before the cock crows and I run out of time
Well Karen, or shall I say K-mart?
What was that? Did you just let out a fart?
I could hear it across the hall
But maybe that was just your mating call.
Sometimes when you're around
You begin to make a pretty whack sound.
A "moo moo" here or a "eee eee" there
If there are others around you do not care.
Once in awhile you even shout out HOOCHIE MAMA
In the midst of all the airplane drama.
You run through Savoy carrying cardboard Mooses
And through the dorms you make us move our cabooses
Whatever will I do next year without my dear Karen?
Without 525,600 minutes blarin?
Whose clothes will I borrow (and ruin)
Oh this year is closing far too soon.
Just remember this summer when you are in Tahoe
About the girl in reject OC whom you sometimes call Joe
So as I bring this Ode to a close
Why don't you strike a pose
And give yourself a hand
Because Karen, you are the biggest playa in the land.


Wow. That was awful. It's late. I'm out.

Keep it real.