The Turd Kings Demise

The Turd kings demise

once there was a magical turd, who said it herd
but a turd that had herd is preposterous indeed
with a liquid bead it told the white castle wall it didn't need
a light swim with the brown stead butt it would like a breath of air
for through this tubular hair the turd fell all naked an bear
into the care of a watery grave surrounded by a wall well behaved
all covered in smudged cloth the light entered this white cave
air rushing around and the troubled waters
made our turd think of all the hateful plotters
that pushed it out of its kingdom unaware
of turds fate in the stagnate lair!

 

As the swirl of liquid spun around our valiant king; holding his breath until there was a sting; flying through the depths of human kinds dejected; the turd felt quite rejected

Until the turd king found while floating, many more of his kind boating; a vast turd empire Ripe for the taking, but what is this the turd king was shaking.

If only the turd king had prepared a forward party or advanced guard, he would never have to look upon the retard; of an empire in ruins an decay, before he even knew it had existed that day.

Now in deep thought the turd sunk, not knowing that he was about to go thunk; on the bottom of a septic, in the backyard of a half crazed narcoleptic. THE END

some in the works-song-

 

 

What in life have we done, to deserve all we have / could it be all that fun, to have done what we’ve done /  we are just like animals!

I for one will not likely be here, for this falling out / as the trees burn down, we all sing along (to this horrid song)

take take take take more, don’t forget your poor / leave it all behind, because we all are blind

Take take take take more, and be sure / leave it all alone, while we pick at bones

of what used to be, just to remind us of all the former glory / this is what is, come on an live

but we will not likely be here, for this falling in /  as the fires burn, we sing along (to this horrid song)

take take take take it all, please stand don’t fall / stack it on our backs, our hearts are weak like shanty shacks

take take take take this song, to make sure nothing goes wrong

I for one will not likely be here, for this falling out!

Where has time gone? A Story

Awake and standing I stare down towards my moving feet, but how could I be moving with out willing it. my brain still confused from the backwards day before I try and pull my mind out of the fog left behind from sleep. staring at my feet and feeling them move I start to notice that I truly am not the one moving myself, for my muscles are not working. still focused on the oddity of being able to move with out actually using my legs I try to work against this motion. only to find out that I may be able to slow down but not stop myself. “ Don’t fight it and just let the buggers do their job” a gruff voice said. “ Who’s there” I yelled surprised I had not yet taken in account my surroundings, and in doing this had not noticed that I was out of the transparent forest and alot closer to the mountains than I was. “How long was I sleeping?” I asked the gruff voice of a creature that must have been behind me because I did not see anything but the narrow pathway through what must have been boulders. They seemed to be made of semi-translucent and fully translucent stones of varying color, which made the pathway turn colors as we moved. Soon there was a crossing of sorts in this immense boulder field there were seven new paths each with its own color pattern. There was more room here than in the first pathway so we stopped; well my legs stopped without my consent. “ Ok little plurips off ya go I think this one will be able to travel on his own” the voice said as it rounded to my field of vision. The creature that I saw was strange indeed; having a very translucent blue skin on a very human like form, there were some differences though. There was a clear bone like structure coming off the forearm and spine, and what looked like the remnants of a tail off of the base of the neck. After staring at her for along time and she at me I broke the silence after I saw what had been moving me. The plurips as she had called them looked like worms the same color as my skin, they must have acted like braces on my legs to keep me up while I slept. “ You can stand on your own I see” said the very interesting creature “ y-yes I guess I can, what is your name?” I said in a soft voice still startled by her. “ By name you mean what I am called, well it is Avrioletta” she stated with an almost musical quality to her voice “and what is your calling?” Well since she apparently had dropped the gruffness in her voice I could actually here the feminine in her voice. My calling, they way she put that was peculiar, “It has been awhile since I had to use my name, since I have been wandering along time” taking a breath “let me see, umm Marcus trist is what I am called” Speaking with a soft voice again I said “yes Marcus trist.” Avrioletta look at me with a questioning expression “ That is an odd thing to have more than one calling.” “how about I call you Trist, would you like that” she looked very happy with herself for giving me just one calling. “ Ok I guess that we will just go with that; I never liked Marcus anyways” I said with a smile on my face. Pleased with the results she proceeded to the nearest path, the pure blue colored one on the right of the junction. Holding something out into the light that she had gotten out of a pack she had on the ground, it started out blue like the light from the path but slowly turned black with a blood red ribbon in it. “ what is it you are doing Avrioletta?” “shhh you musnt bother one while they are in the midst of a path choosing or we may pick the wrong and dangerous path””just wait there until I am done, ok Trist” At this I proceeded to clam up until she had checked them all. first the blue, then the red, yellow, teal, gold, then green. “ ahh this is the one we shall take through the shifting light field, its the only one that the lead stone matches colors with” This place obviously had no specific path through it, so we walked on in silent observation.