Scrambled potatoes

Oh no my lord, 
Have you eaten my sword? 
Oh no my lord, 
I've fallen in love. 
I've put my foot in it 
It being your angry soap! 

Oh no my lord, 
Behold behold! 
Like Macbeth 
In Shakespeare´s tales of fairy 
did furtively so... 
...Milady is grumpy 
After the Sun 
Without permission 
Greedily nibbled 
At her make-up feather! 
Oh no my lord, 
I can only dream a lot, 
But I cannot fill in 
The semantic empty slot! 

Oh no my lord, 
This must be Sponge Bob 
Hopping in a feverish posture 
Celebrating Halloween torture 
Hunched in the insides of pumpkins 
Sauce and a pair of dumplings 
In cheese-hole-like costume 
What a cartoon!! 

Oh no my lord, 
Forgive my 
Excessive usage of 
Exclamative sentences 
I promise 
I swear 
Perfomatives in the air 
I'll pull the trigger 
Of fire extinguisher!! 
And off they go 
Wandering round Austin's soul! 

Oh no my lord, 
My scrambled portion 
Of mashed potatoes 
Is suspiciously delicious! 
Dip your taste bud 
Into its yellowish coat 
And let it dance 
In your stomach boat! 

Oh no my lord, 
Where is the key 
To your chamber? 
I'm locked 
In my associations 
Mad obsessions  
Pub and lunch 
Dangling on a semantic branch 
Catering as another cohesive device
Clinging to its allies 
In a sentence survives 
In a paragraph 
and in a text never dies 
Building up a pyramid 
With the apex 
And what about my ex? 
Let him annex 
A free packet of Durex!