A kinetic poem to Joan,
ZIP ZAP 5
Zip zap it's all a trap,
So don't give me any of that pap,
About the sand Sahara map,
Or Sarah's bout with the clap.
Zip zap is what it seems,
Dark as the night under moonbeams,
Stealing quietly at dreams,
Caressing softly corpse's screams.
Zip zap is what it brings,
Terror balloons with onyx rings,
Sky quakes and sonic pings,
A ghostly moan from castles sings.
Zip zap it's quarter to eight,
The rabbit was late for an important date,
The old man lost his denture plate,
Somewhere near Heaven's Gate.
Zip zap throughout the town,
Queensland lost it's wedding gown,
Upon the dwarf appeared a frown,
(Yeah they're tearing down old Clowntown.)
Zip zap kill the phreak,
Land of the brave now land o' the meek,
Brother, that is pretty weak,
Take his nose and give it a tweak!
Zip zap you dirty critter,
Peed all over your babysitter,
Life is sweet; don't be bitter,
Too much stress - then just hit her!
Zip zap mechanized man,
With your robowalk and artificial tan.
Toolin' around in your fine sex van,
Writing notes with a big, fat crayon.
Zip zap dung beetles waltz,
While you spout nonsense and gobs of schmaltz,
Gnomes pick flowers on California faults,
While Aunt Bee chokes on one of Andy's malts.
Zip zap, good-bye you thug.
Be careful now who you pick to mug.
Don't look away and give a shrug,
Or I'll have to sweep you under this rug!
Zip.
Zap. |
