why does he torment me…
and then leave me lonely?
as i sit in my throne,
he’s behind the curtain
but standing all alone.
that chaos within;
immense energy.
reserves lay dormant,
until breaking point.
.
. . *snap*
.
hey chump,
pass the joint.
i’m in charge now,
so all of you just
shut up and bow…
before the might,
of the power,
of the
night.
moonlight
and fright.
oh right,
thats right –
i now sit
at the helm,
so the rules
of the game
have just changed.
listen here,
we’re gonna do it
like we do it
back in my realm.
so you see,
blah blah blah,
its always been
the same old story;
repeated,
time
over time…
and time again.
well, i kinda wanna
change that
and contest
forth to he.
someones gotta do it,
y’know, might as
well be me.
here, lets just
throw a
spanner
into this here
“old rusty machine”
.,; clunk <>:
… (unaccounted “refactoring of the earth and its species” time goes here: ‘possibly a few thousand years…?’) …
…and here,
just add
a little
bit of
oil…
*fixed*
good as new.
looking shiny…
green, brown, and blue.