The Demon of Sludge

I was inspired to write this after the plumbing beneath my kitchen sink was backed up.

His slime is crusty, corpulent with goo.

He’s a glutton who gorges on rancid stew.

Fingernails and boogers that slip down the drain,

Become one with his flesh; his life is arcane.

A basilisk who bathes in the sludge of the sewer,

His odor malevolent: the stench of manure.

The demon doth possess your kitchen sink,

His belching bulk besmirching your drink.

Call forth the plumber; the exorcist of pipe,

To banish this devil of grit and of tripe.

T’way! T’way! from the creature’s jowls,

The exorcist doth enter it’s stinking bowels.

Flee from your township; escape the drudge,

Never return to the Demon of Sludge.

 

 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Playing with Demons]

This poem was amazing! Its so funny and fantasy like...makes mW think of the jabbawocky poem!!! A great read

ah... I simply loved it.. enjoyed the reading and saying it out loud is even grander

[ANM]

Very funny with good flowing lines!