A specious god rattling a cock, in a mini pink frock,
Came to me in a wet slimy holy dream.
He had a case of gas, wanted me to fuck his ass,
And gave me a goodly lubricating cream.
Verily my cock did bang, bang bang bang,
And he promptly fell down.
From his dick, out came a worm fat and thick,
A pointy parasite that cackled like a clown.
Also, a dollop of dung, on my dick sadly hung,
Shit makes gods somewhat less.
Too bad he's gone, didn't ask where he's from,
They all come from clouds I guess.
"Fuck my tonsils," I said to the worm, never a fan of frills,
And stomped repeatedly on the pestering penis pest.
Then I shit on the pink frock, the limp god cock,
And puked on the scenery in haste.
A bastard in a hot shit custard
I really really like it, I tell you.
Spoiling the frock, boiling the god cock,
Means in dreams, I loose all my screws.
Self-congratulatory shit, is never the difficult bit,
I come as vain as I am insufferable.
More on the floor I shit, more wonderful I find it,
The aroma of hell in the sulphurous smell.
Cower under my power, or I'll be really sour,
If you don't want to drink my piss.
Twinkle fucking twinkle shitting star,
I wonder if this will buy me a miss.
I did this shitting in just one sitting,
Painting abstraction is an art.
And the pissing, what you heard the hissing,
It's a sacrilege not to afterwards fart.
Geometry in piss, puke and shit, always a big hit,
I stare at my art and I think.
But the day was bloody, the floor ruddy,
And my drool inadvertently pink.
The muck and ooze, last night's booze,
And I see my shadow as I stoop.
Fuck this and that, tip my hooker's hat,
To the patterns and poetry in my poop.
Panoply of violent gods, offer agreeing nods,
And clap joyfully for the effort I've put.
They sing religious hymns, about anal rims,
While I sling shit at them with my foot.
The bigots on the spot, I get the pot boiling hot,
This will be more than just subtle scoff.
Affable I'm not, with self-righteous snot,
Possibly their patronizing pissed me off.
Then I wake up good, with a morning wood,
A cum drenched violet blanket in sight.
But I'm glad, it really wasn't that bad,
At least the asshole I fucked was tight.
