I know twin Bonker Boys
Who like to play with toys
You know what they said
When they Bonked their heads!
OUCH!!
When they got in the tub
To get all clean rub a dub
You know what they said
When they Bonked their heads!
OUCH!!
At the end of the day
When they bounce on the bed and play
You know what they said
When they Bonked their heads!
OUCH!!

only in chemsitry does the english
tongue retain its saxon roots,
the rest is shrapnel...
   but in chemistry's lingo do you
retain the german perfume of spelling,
e.g. i'm currently drinking a beer,
what do i see?
cleared using:
            polyvinylpolypyrrolidone
    silicagel...
i might be tipsy, but don't try to tell
me that "compound" doesn't look
faustian...
                 it's just gagging for
either diacritical marks,
   or the english "diacritical" mark
  of the hyphen....
   i.e.? poly-vinyl-poly-pyrroli-done
                                sill­y-ka-ching!
no? ah, **** it! ask the greeks,
  they're applying diacritical marks like
mad, thinking it will save them from
the turks...
   while uo north, the english language
is wishing for skin oil,
      perfect weather for a full moon,
and looking at the moon,
  ****-naked, saying:
                  oil up, gents! we have
an eclipse to heed to!
                                   bonker nudists.

Sequel: Dust of Snow
Maybe you will find me a little bonker
But I find tranquility in monsters
As I see devils are better than humans
And I even crave to be locked up in abyss
I even find calmness in havoc
To me it's better than heaven
And if phantoms are imaginary
I would prefer venom in my revenge of tragedy
Even if I have a pure soul
There's poison existing in my every mole
Better to shun, run
And hide the shadow
Or You'll stuck in a narrow
Put yourself out of sight
And you will be there in a while
Written by Siya Diwedi