#upstairs
The fire's burning higher, fulfilling all of my desires
Men kneel before me, asking for my commands
They stand before me now as soldiers, seizing the neighboring lands
As I sit upon my throne, gazing upon the world
Everything in my sight is mine
All I had to do was leave my old life behind
For the trade was simple: a soul for a soul
Little did he know, I had already made a deal
Earth is mine for a certain amount of time, like water in a bowl
Upstairs they gave me a coin called the doulip
Enchanted with enough power to perform a soul steal
My purpose unknown but my life's work has just begun
Mar 6, 2020
Mar 6, 2020 at 12:00 AM UTC
It is when
It climbs up a tree
An ape's bald butts
Nitpickers can see.
Before having
The talent on hand
An upstart, one mustn't
Forge forward!
Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 7:06 AM UTC
Can someone tell the folks upstairs
That their floor is my ceiling.
They stomp about,
Scream and shout.
In a fleet,
They drag their feet.
They tap dance in their hall,
And cause my crockery to fall.
While they boisterously shake,
I'm forced to stay awake.
They slam their doors,
and I settle scores,
By returning a 'thud',
Which goes unheard.
And finally when they clamber to bed,
I thank my stars and think in my head,
Those noisy wrecks,
Are a pain in our necks,
I would have loved them more,
Had they lived on another floor.
Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 6:13 AM UTC