St Micheal

15/08/2025

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No law is above the truth.   

You can stick your diagnosis

I will do my own psychosis

And avoid your halitosis

And the bill

Cos I recognise Ferengi

Even though you wear a thingy

Which disguises what you bring onto

This hill

Cos your profit is your soulless soul

Your mega meets a Super Bowl

A bowl of vomtiary troll

Regurgitating masturbating undulating shift.

Straight off my brain into the cloud

The stolen verses sing out loud

Prevaricating precious, proud

You shrill:

“I wrote these verses just for you

My hugy buggy bugaboo 

And say a dead man’s coming through - thanks Sharon’”

“My mama is a centipede

Who stamps her feet and bends her knees,

My papa is a banker and a baron!”

All nepo babies cruising on the latest greatest

‘My own’ song while papa’s guns just banging on

And killing us some humans

You boomers and you gen Z X

All turn to meme and watch star trek

Ferengi nature circumplex

And watch you as you zoomin’

So chip to cloud

They sing out loud

Receiving all the latest shroud

The gloating death

With bated breath

They eat you raw or semi dressed…

The signal captured down the line

Are riveted and turned in time

Before you even wrote this slime

It’s “copyright” and captured fine

The tech is there for all to see

Exploited like humanity

Believing as the movies see

A world of pixel pussy

Because we are all hypnotised

To pay for warping fantasised

And pay again to learn some lies

Which daddy banker pushes.

The nepo babies rev the cars

Which once were yours before the bars

Got hot scopolamine in jars

To Mickey Finn the natives;

Then off to Georgia Tennessee

Straight  through the tunnels, running free 

No speed restriction, just pure glee,

“Oh man, we’re so creative!”

So number four this is for you

In case your engine turns you blue

Go chase the fiction if it’s true

I doubt there’ll be an ending

‘Cos Mother Earth got drilled again

While poxy liars dredge my brain

And over time drive all insane

The truth yeah well that’s pending….

(Come in number 4 there’s a red barchetta needs an oil change and a radiator flush and some new tyres and make sure to photograph everything and get the number of the mechanic snd check out the workshop can you see inside it & does the back door go underground to the tunnels because if so you got to do all that stuff yourself unless you want the next dud *)

*dud being a counterfeit which the Ferengi put together out of the parts basket