words writ on water

Once upon a time, lived a big fat king. On his buttons was grime, it didn’t even spare his ring. his breath smelt of liqueur, which made his missus fume, And his majesty flicked her, straight out of the room. She tumbled down the hill, past sheep and other cattle, and stopped in a windmill, with the sound of a rattle. Down came the miller, with his teenaged son, who picked a sand filler, and stuck it in her bum. She sat on a barrell of liqueur Which gave her quite a turn. The pain completely left her, and she danced like a fern. A peacock stopped by then, and shook his feathers with pride, and called out to the hen, and said, “let’s take a ride”. They flew towards the ocean, as if intoxicated, and mistook the sun, for something that got them irritated. What was it, you may ask. and I wouldn’t know, but I surely had a blast, when I was high and on the go. As for the queen’s story, I think we’ve had enough. rest assured she was hunky-dory and left the mill in a huff. The king wa...

"Why do you cry dear child? Why do you shed these tears?" Because no one can see them Down here in the Deep. "Why do you hide here little one, In this place of no shadow?" In here, the darkness shields me From the evils of the world. "What are you so afraid of, To hide from the world above?" I fear their tell- tale eyes And words they tell me not. "But there are many good deeds. So why not see them yourself?" Alas, they are the worst kind, Ones that destroy all my barriers. "Do you not feel lonely dear, By yourself in this nameless place?" I live in fear of discovering That I am made up of lies. "Do you think that nobody Can love you and be your friend?" Upon me is placed a dark curse That destroys all who approach my heart. "I will love you, my child With all the kindness in my heart." You will be wise to stay away. See, already your hand burns. "Reach ou...

It looked dark and mysterious like the depths of night, Unpolluted by milky whiteness, It's smell tempting and dangerous. One sip to unleash limitless possibilities, And one sip to ruin all. There it was, in a mug of innocence, Just waiting to catch the fool unawares, To reel you in. One sip to sink all restraint, And one sip to lose control. All the ale in the world paled before it. It stole away all taste for the finest. It even denied suffering. One sip to pleasure the senses, And one sip to leave you thirsty. To it, you compare my love, A drug that has utterly bound me. The delicious dark, my only escape. One sip to make me yours, Until there is no more.

The bride and the groom Caught me smoking in the bathroom. Upon me, fell an air of doom. "Your mother summons you to her room." I could already imagine her fume. Up floated the sound of the wedding tune. Scurrying out, I tripped over a spoon. "Fix your hair, you look like a goon!" Called out my sister-in-loon. Out there, dodging my aunt's swoon, I hid behind a giant loom, which was a gift for my brother, the groom. Suddenly, I heard someone croon, It was my cousin with her baby boon. The hall was getting crowded soon, With all too familiar faces and names none. Spying a door, I swept out of the ballroom. The staircase felt like steps on a dune And the floorboards seemed to groan. My heart felt like a thumping balloon. Hoping not to be found too soon, I stepped outside into the gloom. From the skies, smiled the moon. As I lit up and got enveloped in fumes, It didn't seem half as bad as the bathroom.