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Once upon a witch... serve them well

Contributed by lorienquasar on Friday, 12th January 2007 @ 06:55:13 AM in AEST
Topic: abstract



Once Upon A Witch
The Cemetary was a place
Where circus animals did congregate
And vampire bats tried on witches' hats
As drive-in drive-by shooters
deliver the meat hour by hour
Edge of town life begins to sour
The morgue eatery delivery & take away
Whizzes by our door today
As doctors get credentials
From a monkey in a human corpse
Hamming it up in coloured plaid
"Choose a profession" the tape recorder
inside the monkey's head
says on morning radio
dine on corpse meat, serve them well
there's much to learn from not listening to
Local slut, barbarian and infidel
"Serve them well" we hear monkeys tell
the circus must have come to town
and the witches screamed from dawn to dusk
"I don't want to be told" and ran away to
Mate with apes on the edge of town
Giving birth to hairy apes, lesbians and the effete
Finally their anticipation at the news
Descendants among the pigs, and then it happened
Animal farm blared out their news
At one moment born on the edge of town
Frank Einsteins three, two piggies and a prince
The life of brian show team had arrived
As they measure us for mask and plate
And try on the heads of our former dates
Ain't life a little on the edge
When we are meat and monkey slaves



Copyright © lorienquasar ... [ 2007-01-12 06:55:13]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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