bubbles bubbles with laughter
the scourge upon the multiverse
(the black tie scum)
would have you believe that this is all in jest
that our bubbles has no serious quest
save a bottle in the tenebrous night
(and aspirin in the morning)
with every crucial microsecond
the black ties close their iron grip
upon our asphyxiated throats
weighting their pockets with our tears
our sweat, our blood, our deepest fears
as we think them pretend
think raving lunatics have made more sense?
(wannabe poets never sounded so dense)
but while you're sleeping soundly tonight
bubbles will infiltrate the racketship
and report to whethers whether
we've any chance at all
is all lost?
with agent bubbles on the case
it seems decidedly so
(who in the world ever thought it wise to leave
such matters of grave importance
to her and her big toe?)
bubbles bubbles with laughter
enters the sensory warp
and experiences molecular bliss
(well, at least this job has its perks)
Poetry by Commentally Ill
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Written on 2013-04-12 at 00:34
Tags Weird  Blacktie  Racketship 
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