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Spindle of Puberty

"Alligators sometimes eat their young
Like the Chinese in the time of Mao Zedong
Insects, primates including chimpanzees
cannibalize their young; so why don't we?
Reptiles are piss-poor so they don't need heirs.
(Plus nurture's a grand way to launder genetic self-care.)
Imagine - expecting a guinea per kilo, just for the marrow;
men as fond their pregnant wives as the sow ere it's farrow!"

"Due mastication will annul the taste of crime.
Break their crowns and boil their lungs and livers in brine.
Our souls' departure point's intercourse, not in death -
best cull the kin of doubtful reproductive fitness.
Hunger took precedence over procreation
as this father's means to achieve self-preservation.
You'll find my method is cheap and effectual.
It renders the burdensome publicly beneficial."

Planets retrace their course back to the victims birth.
Iron rings round mum's heart could not have stopped it from bursting with joy.
Demented with grief, the defendant named his kin;-

"Called Jeffery, John, people scratch their heads, they wonder what they're for.
.call them both 'Mayor' and Pow! - they'll run twin cities!
And she, I'll name Persephone."

Fate spits your expectations in your face half chewed.
Paltry cranial circumference portents the disappointment which ensued.
Vacant and listless, rotten teeth protrude from their maws;
socially insufferable, the boys are told "You're not worth a straw!"
But even the sun, with novelty jaded rays,
filled with wonder, shining on Persephone's face.

Devouring his daughter with his eyes,
Afraid she'd be stolen in the night -
kept on a velvet pillow by daddy's feet.
Strange sounds kept him far from sleep.

Her flow approached, galloping in his mind,
his vim dragged in the dirt track behind!
Disgusted and lusted by their faces,
Dad puts'em out of mind in servants' places.

Appetites surrogate in milkless nipples stead -
something nasty, fattening in the woodshed.
the horrified defendant finds kith and strangers' glutted bodies entwined
like heliocentric strands!

Ditched in a clearing on the pretext of a picnic,
the kids searched for their home scared to death.
Briars tore their arms and legs, and they sobbed relentlessly.

When the village people asked their father where they were
he said "The gypsies kidnapped them for food."
(Had they known the truth they'd be appalled!)
"How could you leave them in the darkness with the predators in the woods?"

The kids were about to pass out from hunger. Along came Brer Woodcutter.
"Stones would be moved to tears if they heard you! Whatever is the matter?"
They told him and he replied "Though intervention is a vice,
I have a soft spot for little girls and boys.
I'll lend you umbilical familiars through whom
to nourish your self esteem as though in a womb.
Behold! The secret my mother the witch on her deathbed gave me;
prick your fingers upon it - the spindle of puberty!"

Yow!
Their skins turned oily and broke out in pimples and swellings and strange hairy patches!
They grew both tall and foul tempered - growling, pained utt'rances undulated violently!

Their transmogrification shocked even the wood cutting hierophant;
the boys became incestuous warlords, commanding a faction of carnivorous elephants!
Sister shed ineffectual promiscuity as an unctuous, translucent skin;
this rotten husk spewed forth a horde of locusts to do her bidding!

With sibling solidarity retribution came to call for Pops;
carnivorous elephants gobbled his livestock, a horde of locusts ate up his crops!
Robbed by his offspring again and again, 'till he'd spent the last speck of gold to his name;
subsisting on crab shells and bovine placenta, it seemed the only viable option was.
.surrender.

I love you, I'm sorry for all them wrong things I done -
I've been a bitter man since the death of your mum."
Touched, they came at once - just as their father planned!
Ribs protruding and rolling pin in his hand,
teeth chiselled into carnivorous bite,
he gobbled them up in unholy communion rite!

In court the cannibal spoke in his own defence -
"Give up ambrosia to worms, flames, and putrescence?
Ingest the command usurped from thee,
generals in your own gerontocracies!"
The jury found this hard to swallow;
"To the gallows!"

He couldn't believe his ears,
he bristled with indignation.
"I'm a paradigm of clemency a preserver of the nation!
Brush aside liberal dinner prattle,
rip up this courtroom's foundations;
there you'll find human bones snapped and sucked
bolster the buildings of every civilization!"

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