Hey Praying Shamantis,
take a look and see,
can this be?
Are we really reaching the next plateau, finally?
If that's so then good!
I was getting bored climbing,
it's time to finds things,
I'm the crowned Wine King
known as Dionysus,
why is this taking so long to sink in?
I slinked into this dimension through the chink in the armor of my Former who left it there purposely for me and my enormous peen of the goldest stuff,
you can't hold me off now that I'm free,
The southern crossroads melding into the Celtic star cardiac
blood pudding spread over
the Lover's Tarot tart,
it's the marriage of Art and Destiny,
I took the hand of the dancing Mantis and stole Her heart so We could start the festivities
Spin the Winner Wheel,
do it all for Her hand at the Dinner Dance,
the Mantis Lady,
see the way She grooves in smooth angles for Her supper,
She's a badass motherfucker,
so please get on your knees and bow down,
oh the irony, I'm the tyranny
of evil clown shepards,
She severed my head and now
I'm in my leopard skin with
the wooly trim
and newly crowned again
We do the Mantis Dance where Kansas ends and Oz begins,
I'm God, the Djinn of light and dark,
I bite and bark in the night,
I fork my tongue,
I smell fear all right and all left,
I'm here cause I left the building with no ceiling,
it's the King Wing which is on the west side and east is where my Bad Bride and I hold the feast and the festival,
I rule the best of both worlds
where We have our cake and eat it too,
stab it with your tooth and tear right through the baked batter,
We make matter in the Love oven and the blood that runs in all veins
comes from the first with the circular name,
Oroborous or is it Horus?
Oh wait, I like it when I'm called Osiris,
I wiz like no other Mage,
would you like some dune spice?
Take a toot spiked with parsley and sage with bits of the very freshest rosemary,
I'm strapped like a carseat and each pistol is chock full of my Wonka chocolate,
it's the very the best "Death by Miraculous Christmas Merry"
Spin the Winner Wheel,
do it all for Her hand at the Dinner Dance,
the Mantis Lady,
see the way She grooves in smooth angles for Her supper,
She's a badass motherfucker,
so please get on your knees and bow down,
oh the irony, I'm the tyranny
of evil clown shepards,
She severed my head and now
I'm in my leopard skin with
the wooly trim
and newly crowned again
I'm Pan the horned God and my Mantis style was born of
the Wild Wind,
I'm the Child King and I conquer,
I want your soul to grow,
oh you need help, trust me,
I'm what She chose to close the chapter and start the rapturous show stopper,
I'm the old hopper, Roger Rabbit, modern maverick,
I got my motherfuckin boon now,
so I'm strutting out of Toon Town,
high stepping, cake walking,
I take fake falcons and break their weak bones in my beak so freakishly strong,
my flow is the peak of the trip,
just experience,
no need to speak of it unless you feel like you wanna,
why not make your own rules instead of following?
Hey, did you know the hollow ring in my pine leads to the Owl's nest in the den of death,
it's so cozy the way She holds me down there,
She makes me well, I feel new
and by the way Her blazing orange hair smells,
it's amazingly safe to say
She bathed in my new crazy old
gold and purple pure El peach juice
Spin the Winner Wheel,
do it all for Her hand at the Dinner Dance,
the Mantis Lady,
see the way She grooves in smooth angles for Her supper,
She's a badass motherfucker,
so please get on your knees and bow down,
oh the irony, I'm the tyranny
of evil clown shepards,
She severed my head and now
I'm in my leopard skin with
the wooly trim
and newly crowned again
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