Goofy Poems On Eyeballs n' Such
For The Thinking Weirdo
The Puppet in the Pulpit
by D X Stone
Raise your hat and tip it
To the puppet in the pulpit
"Keep it up!" the puppet cries
"Keep consuming in this world of lies!"
Take your cup and raise it
Sip it, take a sip and taste it
Raise it to the puppet, drink it up,
Drink to his pride and power...
Do not waste it!... it's the blood of martyrs
Draining it took hours!
"Drink it down!" the crazy clown commands
Yet hidden in the hollow shell
Are hands shoved up it deep
That do or don't allow this puppet grand to sleep
Or simply stand
Or do a single blessed sit-up
Not unless the hands so will and so command
Yet here he stands amongst his many fans
All dressed to kill
In his sacred vestments get-up
And his Holy Hat
With the Magic Holographic Halo
And the Holy Holy Backwards Bill...
Drink to the pride and power of the puppet!
Sing its praises!
Yeah, you gotta love it
It's the one unspoken never-broken law
Here in the Holy Holy Land
All Evil Toons, All The Time!
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