Tuesday, June 06, 2006

She-man

Hell hath no fury like She-man
as S-he caves twice in one fight
Drinking and dancing the Holy night
To sadist Shambalah stage fright

Every bum in every corner
Out to chance her
then romance her,
later prance her...
never dance her.

As holy spirits cry at naked moons of mighty expectations
Beckoning snakes and ladders open forbidden doors
in lonely towers of lost sighs and winsome cries

Dread as Hell on Sunday morning
Dead as Heaven on Saturday night

Pagan bigot redemption to amend all warning
Mystery sins of freedom faded sight

Winds of change and the sands of death
to 'crunch' in time and 'steal' in stealth...
The ills of youth that aren't worth a dime

The lone damned sage goes crazy thrice
Once for the Devil and
once for Christ

But the Man aint in' to grade that jaded price

1 comment:

  1. today's ghordopic - dinners (snacks was lousy in the office today)

    kidnapkins - why do people use SO many?

    dumb waiter - if only the phrase hasn't been appropriated earlier

    dis-order - confusion leading to above ghord

    dope of the day - orders the soup of the day, simple no?

    khali thali - I know its economy fare but COME ON

    disturbing how many all caps there are in this ghordset...

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