Budde's Poems

Poem 1

The key to life, is it a flower or a tree?
Who can know? Not you, not we.
Why is there a knife in my back?
Death. Pain. Agony.

Note: After some complaints about the fact that the poem doesn't have boobs in it, the last part was rephrased:

Death. Pain. Agony. Boobs. Big boobs.

Thank you.

Poem 2

Why?
Who?
Me?
You?
Boob.

Thank you.

Poem 3

I want you
I need you
Oh boobie
Oh boobie

Thank you.

Interview with Budde

Budde: It's not that I sit very long to think them up... They come to me. Like visions.
Bibagod: Indeed they must directly come from some sort of higher being.
Budde: Probably one with beautiful hair, shining white wings and big boobs.

Poems by Fans, inspired by The Budde

Shattered we are
United we be
Our lives we threw
Cause we're the kopakrew
~~ Many funnew
- Kopa