Copyright © 2009 Ernest Bloom.
Action movies, soulless, factory-made
Pop music, liars, morons and peas:
What kind of misguided deity stirred up a
Pot of world to include the likes of these?
If it please the court, we submit the
Evidence speaks volumes for itself.
This epic tome we're wading through might
Better go unfinished right back on the shelf.
Whow, it's like hearing my very own soul cry when no one is round. I could do with peas but the rest, oh sweet mother of pearl, if only there were a judge to hear your plea and sentence all those emptied chocolate boxes of microwaved ennui and serve you their ashes on a silver platter. Ah, at times I hear the calling of Hitler and almost fantasize what it would be like, to blast the whole mortal world to Hell and then grow a new race, from ashes to perfectly pampered perfection. But that would be just plain rude, I'm afraid.
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