In the mist of the dark night
she flew over the suburban chimneys
lurking with her night vision sight
through the window of human nest
families dines in stuffing their faces with fat drenched meals while watching
equally fat drenched commercials
and then wash them down with sugar carbonated liquid
she looked with disgust but yet the sight doesnt cringe her appetite
she craves it...a flood of it
RED RUM!RED RUM!she calls them
slushing and gushing in her stomach lining
then ...
THUD! THUD!THUD CRASH BOOM BANG!OUCH!
down she fell into a garbage truck
she felt fleshy texture falling all over her
she opened her cat eyes and realised
shes lying on top a mountain of butchery wastes
RED RUM! she screams with eyes wide open
the stuffing her face with spoiled meat
and thus how she ends up with salmonella
the end...
worst wishes xoxo sanchia
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Pony Tales
My Little Pony on PROZAC
Once upon a time there was a pony the colour of lime
fell in love with a slime
who left her for a zebra
with a pair of busts twice the size of her bra
she knew for a fact that prozac was her only smack
thus...the tale of my little pony on prozac
My Little Frankenpony
Poor little 5th grader whose pony got slaughtered by a hit and runner
holds up a pole with a million volts in the pouring rain she jam into the pony’s brain
there was a loud roar and the pony jumps in flight of horror...
Hence...
the birth of
My Little Frankenpony
My Little Pony Vixen
My Little Pony Vixen
strutting to town for a fix’um
wouldn’t mind for another night of shame and sorrow
for a better tommorrow
A thought that stays from the first day she roams
with her daddy awaits at home
Little that he knew his
favourite girl didn’t quite make it to college
all stories written with love,
xoxo sanchia
Once upon a time there was a pony the colour of lime
fell in love with a slime
who left her for a zebra
with a pair of busts twice the size of her bra
she knew for a fact that prozac was her only smack
thus...the tale of my little pony on prozac
My Little Frankenpony
Poor little 5th grader whose pony got slaughtered by a hit and runner
holds up a pole with a million volts in the pouring rain she jam into the pony’s brain
there was a loud roar and the pony jumps in flight of horror...
Hence...
the birth of
My Little Frankenpony
My Little Pony Vixen
My Little Pony Vixen
strutting to town for a fix’um
wouldn’t mind for another night of shame and sorrow
for a better tommorrow
A thought that stays from the first day she roams
with her daddy awaits at home
Little that he knew his
favourite girl didn’t quite make it to college
all stories written with love,
xoxo sanchia
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Ringo Phone Home
His last question was "why dont you like me here anymore?"
looking at me with a heart wrenching eyes with a bit of tongue sticking out
Don't worry ill see you soon..he turned a way his tail tucked in and out the window he looked out
out the window he walked off
confined strange place he was
the air stinks of never ending summer and fried debris of domestic wastes
For a while he ponder deeper he gets into this forsaen suburbia
he encounter a place of a fruit seller
the man offered him papaya skin...he said with his eyes gleaming " Take it and go anywhere you like...Go now and dont come back...find a place where theres no one to replace you not even a black princess of darkness"
So there he goes anger reached up to his nose over the coast across the highways into a jungle full of tropicana fruits with lake of jello
he sat and ponder...thinking about the forsaken suburb the only place he has ever known yet the place that seemed so strange
then....a apair of swallow bird approached him...luring him out and said...
ringo...phone home...master is waiting
looking at me with a heart wrenching eyes with a bit of tongue sticking out
Don't worry ill see you soon..he turned a way his tail tucked in and out the window he looked out
out the window he walked off
confined strange place he was
the air stinks of never ending summer and fried debris of domestic wastes
For a while he ponder deeper he gets into this forsaen suburbia
he encounter a place of a fruit seller
the man offered him papaya skin...he said with his eyes gleaming " Take it and go anywhere you like...Go now and dont come back...find a place where theres no one to replace you not even a black princess of darkness"
So there he goes anger reached up to his nose over the coast across the highways into a jungle full of tropicana fruits with lake of jello
he sat and ponder...thinking about the forsaken suburb the only place he has ever known yet the place that seemed so strange
then....a apair of swallow bird approached him...luring him out and said...
ringo...phone home...master is waiting
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