my soul is the shape of a bloodstain
in Nadine Maraschino feng shui garden
my right eye sits in the ruby voodoo goblet
that she keeps balanced upon her head
Nadine was a 3-toed egg laying harpy
architect of the Cauldron of Shame
but she used her brain cleverly
one hemisphere candor the other ardor
it was the mystic East ******* the mystic West
so said the gaming industry statistics
don’t believe me talk to my lawyers then
Circumstance & Circumstance
writs tarts and exonerations
they’ll tell you of the settlement
coded instruction to the next generation
Nadine's heart was big as a Halloween pumpkin
her white garments billowed all satiny
like clouds passing before the moon
we met in an emergency room
after I pulled my best pickup line
hi I'm a friend to the entire human race
and she countered with
want auntie Nadine to show you
how to be mama's big boy
a buzzard shadow passed over her face
she pulled me close and hissed
if no one wants to look foolish
why so many truth murdering fools
I weakly countered with
if thoughts are differentiated
one from the other then so are you
Nadine’s lizard tongue gave him
the secret of Perpetual ******
descending down his throat
like a black lung miner
how can you tell if it's morning noon or night
hint you'll need a sense of sequence
hers was a dangerous mission
for both covert and overt ends
the life's a ***** and then you die cynics
took us for a pack of numbskulls
well we were arrayed in a tatty splendor
consisting of zero camouflage
but there was no substitute for living large
even within the gates of Happy Valley
the slightly assisted living community
well hell we're all assisted
aren't we supposed to get smarter
as time scurries us along
and last I'd like to thank
my non-existent financial backers
for timely script development

From "Engine of Didactic Beauty" available on Amazon