Monday, April 30, 2007

The Return of Uncle Ho'

"My children, I've missed most of you very much." Ho' chow-mein


From time to time my efforts at being a Web-rolutionary take extreme form. This is one example of 'opps!,my bad,chic-a-boom,don't ya know! I dedicate it to the end of human ignorance, including my own.


-Double-mint Fun-


"O' my sweet poli' you look so fine-momma

wanna play twister with bubba an me

an' the boys in the wings,

on the steps, how-bout it-----

We'll cut you up some meat."



Good ol'boy Goofy

sights the backstairs,

where we should find Poli' in esterous.

"She wants it so bad

an we shouldn't deny her

our patri-fornicular creme'-inal attentions."


Bastards,Orphans of Circumstance,and Swine,

together they dine, 'oink-oink, oink-oink-oink'

pretend to divine,define,combine

profound mysogony.


The sick-fucking retards / advance the decline

while under the table the blow-jobs are fine

each candy-cock baby (portfolios not lacking)

'Grin' " the problem we make is opposed to solution."

and even sodomy shudders.


"O' my sweet Poli' , you look so fine momma

wanna play twister with bubba an me

an' the boys in the wings,

on the steps, how-bout it.

We'll cut you up some meat."


"We've invented the perfect

dog-dick solution,

a permanent check on Ir-revolution.

Now strapped to the bed

we can call you the whore

who asked for the man-hood of open-end war."


"Where for Bonein' and Bangin'

conscience forbidden

by cron-eske- bolongies

convicted we are,

'who cares' (in unlikely event of election)

be inspired by our grand "in-sir" erection.

If it please your orfical liberty's candor

we hope you'll conform to our

new double-standard."







2 comments:

Jasph said...

Funny, I was all set to write up the Iraq war in verse, but ended up just doing a crushingly despair-inducing list. I'd have been better off making that thing dance.

Some of the references here are lost on me, but I was always a little confused by "All Along The Watchtower" and "American Pie," too.

My own feeling is that the exigencies of rhyme and meter may be excused from a too-strict insistence on literal correlatives. Or something.

scotland said...

Working up at the internet cafe, I burnt a good responce to your comment. " It was risky to be so daring under a moon that has yet to wane. Miles away by morning is a place baudy highwaymen take comfort in." The rest was lost