Don't cry whitman, it's ok

O Date Movie! my Date Movie! our fearful trip is done;
My head has whacked every rack, the memory now has gone;
The eyes of tears, the whails I hear, the people are convulsing,
While follow ears the crappy jokes, the spoofs are grim repulsing:
  But O boobs! boobs! boobs!
    O the bouncing jugs are seen,
      But not in this movie though,
        Rated PG-thirteen.


now that's how you spoof,
me.

p.s. date movie sucked.