[...] Όσο για το άλλο που έμαθα, τον Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz, δεν χολοσκάω που θα το έχω ξεχάσει σε ενάμισι λεπτό. ...
Αυτή την ποίηση, αν την ακούσεις, δεν την ξεχνάς ποτέ· θα σου τη θυμίζουν για πάντα οι εφιάλτες.
Υπάρχουν όμως και χειρότερα, που προκαλούν εσωτερική αιμορραγία, ιδιοακροφαγία κ.ά.π.:
Vogon poetry is of course, the third worst in the universe. The second worst is that of the Azgoths of Kria. During a recitation by their poet master Grunthos the Flatulent of his poem "Ode To A Small Lump Of Green Putty I Found In My Armpit One Midsummer Morning " four of his audience died of internal hemorrhaging and the president of the Mid-Galactic Arts Nobbling Council survived only by gnawing one of his own legs off. Grunthos was reported to have been "disappointed" by the poem's reception, and was about to embark on a reading of his 12-book epic entitled "My Favourite Bathtime Gurgles" when his own major intestine--in a desperate attempt to save life itself--leapt straight up through his neck and throttled his brain. The very worst poetry of all perished along with its creator, Paula Nancy Millstone Jennings of Sussex, in the destruction of the planet Earth. Vogon poetry is mild by comparison.
http://hitchhikers.wikia.com/wiki/Vogon_Poetry
Α, ναι, ξέχασα: BBC's Vogon Poem Generator, to be delivered to your inbox when you feel unduly happy.
Guaranteed success at homicide (or suicide, depends on whether there's someone else present).