Magic HourA Poem by Steve Thompson
Abra Kadabra
Do you want to hear a magician chatter?
My greatest trick is to make words appear out of matter,
I could also list seven reasons abc… why family doesn’t matter,
How just words alone can get society caught under my fly swapper and than splatter
You want an example,
Well everyone come and gather.
Let me tell you a secret,
If I talked loud enough I could make a religion through my quotes,
And tell them to follow certain patterns,
I just need to rephrase all my words claim there’s meaning,
Call them scriptures and send them through earlobes like cannon blasters.
Play politics and tell others that those profits are like matches,
Minor smoke alarm factors,
And inflame them with the fear of a hell,
Tell them of a place with mile long of fiery pastures.
All my words would be sinfully simple,
Talk fast, remain stubborn to reason,
All the same and similar to pimp laws,
Once I have there mind I could do anything,
I could probably convince a woman to go bold,
Then tell her to do an 8ball on a 9iron,
With twins watching, filming and masturbating,
One name Fred, the other Byron,
While being surrounded by untamed lions,
With two dozen Iraqi soldiers armed with M-16s,
Which in 23 seconds will start firing.
And the scary thing,
The scary thing is ….I am not lying.
All in all it’s all in the glory for the lord,
It’s what the devil does when he is bored.
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Added on March 17, 2008AuthorSteve ThompsonChi-Town, ILAboutAll I wanna listen to is The Blood Brothers, since March 23 2009 If you want in on the Discordian Society then declare yourself what you wish do what you like and tell us about it or if yo.. more..Writing
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