God said,
Let there be one of my cherubim
protecting incestuous, naked kids
and a woman,
from Hydras, moccasins, Chimeras
and asphyxiation fetishes,
and all things abusive with
a vicious fuchsia ribbon. Bubbez le Eeb
wields his ribbon
with acumen and proficiency
far superior to most human beings. Although Bubbez'
skill with wicked ribbon is superb, and fuck
he still needs help with his poetry, a bit:
Viva las verges
we've accosted their verses,
believed our own verities,
received a lost stairway
to empyrean heights and still
what we need to make things right is Viva las verges!
Lama sabachthani
mamame la verge She cares not for the
air she's got because
whether she likes it or not, it's there, ay.
Somethings are granted, and it
raises the statement:
Why the granted things can't
be taken as is is beyond me. The air got thin,
"Give me air Dada!"
she blared at God with
the last breath
ah
she
had
ah
left in her
mesenteric viscera
Asphyxiation's a helluva way
to heighten the pleasure of
OR - GAZ - MZ
but it's a far sight better than
MI ER DA
ha ha ha