Storm clouds black form on the far horizon,
Churning with poison lightning and thunder
Sounds over blunders made by idiotic fool
Who drools for chocolate caked on cookies
Baked in the oven for his own self-pleasure
Under pressure to satisfy his ugly appetite;
Quite the blight on “his” hearth and home,
Making himself the plight of otherwise bright
Family, but lo, he has now attacked beloved
Of Sélená and now the skies church and burn
With her anger; he has no idea of the danger
In which he finds himself as he wends his way
Through sanctimonious congregation in happy
Elation; ah! he has become the causation of his
Own condemnation! His agitation will end now
With amputation and castration to assure his
Humiliation as compensation for depredation
Of the beloved of Sélená; she will make proper
Reclamation now . . . for she is filled with wrath!
It will be permutation in his full decimation …
Pity now the fool fallen under condemnation!
Note: Artwork by John Palisano
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