Tuesday, December 17, 2013


Saurochelys the Rather Dark

The Nazturtles ambled preyward
exuding a palpable aura of menace
you could cut with a cheese slicer

Whene'er Squirrelbit awoke
the domical emissaries of evil
loomed somewhere in the distance
stoically ignoring harassment by

Anita Aardvark
tongue tickling their nether regions

Tomi Titmouse
rap rap rapping
on the crania of corruption

Woodrow Worm
slip-sliding away
under the podia of wraith

and the Eagles playing
onto fields of stones
tho Nazflesh is unappetizing
and sublimates in sunlight

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