Rhyming hear with here… kisses fingertips
sigh
Drug, virus, religion or worse?
It threatens the whole Metaverse!
The nam-shub of Enki
Leaves programmers genki
It blocks that Sumerian curse
There was a Priory, of Sion.
'Twas studied by symbologist Langdon.
With a painting of Mary,
A conspiracy - scary!,
The great Jesus coverup clangs on.
There was a Priory, of Sion.
'Twas studied by symbologist Langdon.
With a painting of Mary,
A conspiracy - scary!,
The great Jesus coverup clangs on.
A violent and clever young pup
Commits ultraviolence, screws up
They muck with his head
He’s left nearly dead
Your Humble Narrator grows up.
US Edition:
A violent and clever young pup
Commits ultraviolence, screws up
They muck with his head
He’s left nearly dead
Candide is an honest, young lad
Who loses everything he had
For his love, he looks
In a world full of crooks,
Hey, farming isn’t so bad.
A glum indecisive young Dane
Hesistated avenging: insane
Or feigning his madness?
Ophelia’s sadness
Drowned her, then the whole court was slain
A brilliant scientist (of course)
Meets a girl of great resource
From the Louvre to the Borders they strode
Jumping from windows and breaking the Code
Which revealed that Jesus digged whores
Franz Kafka’s “The Castle” was odd,
published posthumously by buddy Max Brod.
Kafka left it unfinished,
There once was a Horselover Fat,
who wasn’t where Philip was at.
Though tormented with doubt
he figures EVERYTHING out,
as insane as the shit of a bat.
The folks at Ingen were quite bright
“Let us bring dinos to light!”
A storm came their way,
the humans did pay
as dinos attacked through the night.
There once was a right noble page
Who was taught by wizardly sage
He pulled a sword from a stone
Which won him the throne
He’ll be reborn in a future age.
Ah plukey-faced wanker cauld Rent
oan heroin’s caunstantly bent.
Taels us “choose life” is shite,
an ye ken he’s haf right;
but that’s jist as the fuckin cunt went!
In a book by that hipster Ken Kesey
a psycho ward turns rather sleazy.
When bad goes to worse
Randle throttles Big Nurse.
Now his brains are like eggs over easy.
I love all this stuff… but this one’s my new fave. Thanks, pravnik. Spot on!
And now for something completely different…
Gilgamesh and his buddy carouse,
spurn the gods, and kill sacred cows.
After making a dive
he could still be alive
if not for his penchant to drowse.
Knew you would see the light eventually, Finchie!
For nearly seven hundred pages
(what seems like aeons and ages)
Four men and a nutter
Provide King’s bread and butter;
Not one for the bibliophages
Cashing in on Sinophilia
Amy Tan wrote many drivel, ah!
With ehs! and oyos!
She filled her folios
You ever lookie anything sillier?
If the purpose of life you have missed,
then you must read this book. I insist!
Since a kidnapper’s victim
used its words to evict him,
it’s back on the best-seller list.
Didn’t get your latest gem, S the D. Care to help?
Attempting to keep pace with the master:
“A bear of very little brain
Sailed a brolly upturned in the rain.
A piglet to save
He was ever so brave
Though as e’er a right royal pain”