Take an extended gander at
the Extravaganza
held in the place of fables
which is able to function here,
there's nothing weird about that
or maybe it's strange,
who knows?
I do as the truth descends in hallowed
winter rainfall snow fractals which is all
that's being talked about in the next room,
I'll bless you with verses that will
bloom your bouquet,
you say that you have a clue,
well, that's incorrect,
in fact, you don't even have a pot to piss in,
I'm God and my mission is to shower this
kitchen with my golden broth,
I was told by Thoth about the update and what's great about that is like everything
in fact, I smite the very thing
that attacks the helpless,
I can't help this drive,
it thrives in my throbbing heart,
I'm God, I grow the corn and the art of magick
is trying to explain what I am in coded form,
for none can know the whole thing or
your head would explode,
hello, I'm old King Pan and I'm dead no more,
I hail from Hell below and also
from Heaven above,
She put a spin in my blood
and deep in the woods She told me
I hold the key to every city,
it's my pole made out of glittering gold,
behold, I'm Gregree Horus
the Solar King of the Nevidi
I got a feeling,
a feeling I can't hide,
a beetle's creeping,
leaving scrambled eggs on
my dining room table,
crazy, cause I just did the laundry
so the cloth is clean,
it's been cut from the same one
Thoth gave me in this dream I had just last week,
They asked me if I was up for it,
I said "yup", so we cut the ribbon,
yellow in the sky,
blue fire on the mountain cap marks it as
happily Scarlet starts crying hysterically,
Sarah, Sarah, no time is a good time for goodbye
so She replied "hello again" and married me
You say "we hear that you're God and all,
but that just not logical",
well, I don't care for your reasoning,
quit whining like a Riesling and suck it up,
decanter that banter or get impaled by my motherfuckin antlers,
the buck is up, it's crazy right?
I'm Pan, King made of Moonshine and
the Sun's blazing light
just like its been and once again,
it's one more Satyr day/night
and the heads of three dogs are
singing "joy to the world"
and the kite is unfurled and flying for
the benefit of the waltz from the Horse
of the dying house, rising star,
I am out of the shackles,
I'm laughing and I'm at your neck,
I slash and rip like the top hat axe man on a
tear of riffs that rock your face off,
now every bad bitch come get a
taste of my cock aka the grace of God,
I'm from a place that is not seen here,
except it is and if That doesn't seem clear,
it just means you whack ass is staticky,
I'm God so fly so why you like acting like
Oscar the grouch now when you should be thanking me like I'm the Academy?
I got a feeling,
a feeling I can't hide,
a beetle's creeping,
leaving scrambled eggs on
my dining room table,
crazy, cause I just did the laundry
so the cloth is clean,
it's been cut from the same one
Thoth gave me in this dream I had just last week,
They asked me if I was up for it,
I said "yup", so we cut the ribbon,
yellow in the sky,
blue fire on the mountain cap marks it as
happily Scarlet starts crying hysterically,
Sarah, Sarah, no time is a good time for goodbye
so She replied "hello again" and married me
This is the Temple's entrance,
the endorphins are Dolphins
that swim the senses like a sea of questions,
they splash for the answers,
can you understand or can you just feel the swell of the elements,
I'm El, I went on a voyage and now I'm back,
I'm Dracula the wise Owl-Bat,
now it's time to throw it in,
right there is the towel rack
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