"Jango Fettology"
I dismiss the thaumaturgy of Sith magic;
Moreover, deny the vibrant-hued sword of the Jedi--a sissy-like gadget,
For all I need is perpetual belief in myself;
Plus, a sturdy blaster and jet-pack on Slave 1's shelf;
Alas, the axioms are: Good, Evil, & Neutrality in the Multiverse;
Hence, I rocket to a future that adds adventurous stories to my purse.
"Girls & Unicorns"
Shall we trust a girl without a diary or pencil crayon unicorns?
These are the sublime synergies that give us a benevolent norm;
Indeed, "My Pretty Pony" sings to the stars,
And the aces are loaded right in your cards . . .
"Darth Maul--peeing in the witch brew"
Sloppy crayon poetaster, possibly, Fett-like straight;
Nevertheless, Yoda has mammalian hairs yet resembles hybrid-mated toad/snake--
Oh well, evil deliciously keen curses its own friends;
As a result, Darth Maul takes golden whiz in cauldron's, now, pseudo-seeing lens.
"MISANDRY--America the blind"
Lady Virgo, to you--genuflected and observed with shimmering honor. Nevertheless, he knocked the momentary wind outta a girl, once--a singular blow to stomach. But why? Hate himself? Mad at his carnal ability? A sincere prick? No, no--here goes:
After Meth injection, Christ's euphoric grape gone wild, abuse of cannabis, making the ill-fated look quasi-junkie--she would insert her boyfriend's once minty fresh toothbrush beyond her fecal-smeared rectum; next, put it back neatly in bathroom, smiling at him while he brushed the bacteria into his physiological system. Or perhaps, tiny bits of broken glass in his baked lasagna; she was dieting that night. A girl whose girlfriend has a nasty physician for an immediate patriarch offers reptilian cruel; then, she laces her vaginal cavity to make him infertile, offering epididymitis and penile laceration. Sleeps with his friends from youth, aborts those vacuumed climaxes.
Witchcraft isn't prosecuted. Poison & mutation not hard evidence. All men want: to lovingly Tame the Shrew. But Shakespeare resides elsewhere nowadays.
And so goes the myth and forgotten MISANDRIST. Thank the stars for the good witches denying their own glamour. They reap honor and gel with true love.
Still, misogyny be real as well. But like Dr. Phil says, and has possibly forgotten: "No matter how flat you make a pancake--it has two sides baby."
"Virgo & the snake"
Old Testament clearly displays,
An inviolate WOMAN stepping on the head of serpentine craze;
Indeed, a father might not immediately blot-out their mutated child,
And a lamb-like son may not argue with a family member infected with toxic wild;
Nevertheless, a mother with golden tears in her eyes
Has every privilege to ULTIMATELY lose it and muster despise;
Hence, breaking up the family unit to perpetually extinguish a dragon's fire,
Armed with the purest intentions to use a meek foot and push poison in the mire--
Unchained, possibly, will the Virgo wend,
Weirding till back them die in slimy den.
"Reptilian witchcraft, brave eunuchs, & cyborgs"
A quasi-medical curse on a semi-innocent man;
If he endures--you'll need the plan;
Moreover, an infertile eunuch with bacteria lurking in the cerebral/spinal region
Offers quicksand dismay to the serpentine legion;
Alas, glaring at Luna as if she is yours;
Next, a silver reflection betrays the glamour, like Mr. T rips off 'em doors;
Thus, the daystar becomes your only friend,
Melting away the shed that once did mend.
Post Script: A bit bizarre and mentally adult in literary material; nevertheless, this BLOG innocently absorbs the gift of imaginative youth literature. Not only might Vonnegut make reference that all the answers to life are contained within Russian Literature--we think: LUNAR CHRONICLES might have some life lessons as well. Mild fans of cyborg Cinder and android Iko we are.
"United States of Jackal"
Anubis loathes a hard heart; plus, can sniff out the unclean;
Moreover, Neith weaves a burial to project you deep into delicious dream;
Alas, for the shapeless fools knowing toil and labelled folly--
All in America are saved by, especially the Pacific Northwest, brolly.
So, release your fuchsia and roll with a friend,
Knowing: a fishing stream is as excellent as a hen's opulent den.