The Origin of Bubbles or Rage Against The Black Ties!!!
The year is 2013 [;and planet Earth is under the iron rule of The Black Tie overlords.A disordered resistance consisting of a few neurotic writers somewhat in cahoots
With scattered bands of your garden variety artistic obsessive compulsive types are
All that stands between the Black Ties completing the totalitarian monstrosity known
As The Racketship with which they plan to dominate every cent produced by every
Worker drone in the world and spend them into utter and total fiscal oblivion.
Now here is where it all either gets interesting or not depending upon just how bored
With life and themselves the reader is to begin with.
A couple of wanna be poets/writers pen names of Chaucer Whethers and Commentally Ill who happen to bump into each other on a cool little Online poetry site stumble upon an interesting discovery.
It appears that whenever Ill (who suffers from a terminal form of extreme lack of physical coordination)
Injures her big toe, (which fortunately or not depending on which side of the toe you happen to land on) the resulting trauma opens an intradimensional warp door through which a curiously
Indefinable entity who replies to the name of Bubbles is able to become relatively apparent on a worldly
Plane. With the assistance of this strange being known merely as Bubbles Ill and Whethers are soon fast
At work on devising a plan to save Earth from a fate too hideous to be called simply awful and too awful to be simply a plan.
What is this plan. What does this all mean to me? You may well ask or not if you happen to have been
Sufficiently in lack of anything better to do to have read this far.
Well, one thing is for certain, the Black Ties are out there for real and it is always an ill wind that blows no good so mind the weathers.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2013-04-11 at 19:27
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