Wicked Rhyme

Stories & Rhyme to Rebuke or Dissect

11.15pm

As usual, affluence graced me once again in the contour of a swarm decorative bumble bees disguised as juicy killer wasps, in the country on vacation enjoying the outlandish calescent climate.  They'd observed my cerebral SOS invitation, recoginized my adversity and gravitated upon my tormentors with a vengeance.  Who momentarily neglected their grievance towards yours truly and flayed their limbs hectically in curious blind panic as road rage erupted with a difference as my nimble association dictated proceedings. The queen bee, parading a tight corset with consummate pride.....graced my windscreen, then curtseyed, smiled and saluted respectfully.  Her congregation followed suit before continuing their fizzy jamboree amidst the cheesy hoi polloi ..... now chaotically returning swiftly to the nearest available transportation,  through any available orifice while being repeatedly molested by my convenient associates.   Man, woman and child correctly writhed in agony with exasperated expressions shrivelled within their mechanical refuge.  Their four mile tail-back grievance now a remote memory within their simplistic tiny minds.  An unfortunate batch vainly agonized to locate refuge in time as doors and windows refused them entry as they bawled and wriggled in the soil with youthful agility, but lacking any grace or agility.  As they bled....I myself reposed in consummate comfort with my screens totally exposed and a beaker of chilled Chardonnay slipping down my neck as the sun pulsated high above their apprehensive physiques.

God Help Us

Get your hat and coat my love we're on our way to hell
credit cards and goldfish? 
Yeah!  we're taking them as well
the media are swinging
the president is killing
the children are unwilling to relay religious teachings
Make you peace with Jesus or whoever pays your toll
let's pray for armageddon and I stress God save our souls
those bills are brute and crippling
so your anger's not suprising
they stand corrupt devising
such filthy advertising
Roll on death the banners say, well I for one agree
a harsh and morbid statement but you'll die eventually
she said, I'm going to kill you
he said, that's if you want to
she said, this don't involve you
he said,  I'll watch the preview
Collect the kids from school before the council warp their minds
those perverts in authority are touching their behinds
she's nervous and unstable
she tries but isn't able
his backbone's surely missing
he nods but he's not listening
Filth adorns our TV screens immersed in cream and jam
God knows why I'm watching this but rest assured I am
Would you like a plasma screen with radioactive harness
no thanks mate I think I'd rather bask in complete darkness
designed to strip me down
then infiltrate my mind
with visions of the times
in custom made designs
The devil and his entourage are kicking down my door
a TV crew aligns them and it looks like Channel 4
the glare corrupts my eyes
that quote was so revised
that stage was improvised
a statement packed with lies
Hail the earths incineration,  gather by the sea
your God holds out a hand to them who followed by decree
it wasn't my decision
I honoured my division
I prayed for more infusion
but stuttered with a passion.