Another weird one, I'm afraid...bear with me, I gotta get these out...
Frightened by the mother that of him bore,
His power derived right from his core,
He believed himself an alien spore,
Capable of producing unspeakable gore…
Of earth he did abhor,
Breathing oxygen a chore,
To appear normal,
He joined the Peace Corp,
So far he had nothing to answer for…
His scream a roar,
Of human kind he did ignore,
His allegiance to himself he swore,
Of nothing and no one did he adore…
AFORE YEW SLINK OUT THAT DOOR...
OR SLAP GORE ON THE FLOOR...
OR SLIP MORE OF YOUR LORE...
UPON US PEACEMAKERS GALORE...
YER POOR ROAR WE SHALL IGNORE...
SLIP-SLIDIN' FROM SHORE TO SHORE...
OUR EYES WE MUST UN-TORE FOR SURE...
LEST WE UN-WORE YER PITIOUS ALLURE...
KNAVES N KNIGHTS ALIKE FROM DAYS OF YORE !!!
IS IT ... FOR ... FOUR ... OR FORE ???
BOAR ... BOAR ... OR CORE ???
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The Narcis
OR SLAP GORE ON THE FLOOR...
OR SLIP MORE OF YOUR LORE...
UPON US PEACEMAKERS GALORE...
YER POOR ROAR WE SHALL IGNORE...
SLIP-SLIDIN' FROM SHORE TO SHORE...
OUR EYES WE MUST UN-TORE FOR SURE...
LEST WE UN-WORE YER PITIOUS ALLURE...
KNAVES N KNIGHTS ALIKE FROM DAYS OF YORE !!!
IS IT ... FOR ... FOUR ... OR FORE ???
BOAR ... BOAR ... OR CORE ???
CUZ CUR ... THE ONE-ETH !!!
(so I've heard)
Once you're finished.
Not you!
Keep on keepin' on. :)
Ron
Love ya!
Jane