Friday, November 19, 2010

Nick Cave and Donald Trump. Gunslingers in a Turnip Field.



Donald Trump: I have received very disturbing news today.
Sycophant: What it is?
Donald Trump: I found out that I am a mole rat.
Psychofont: mole rat.

molar rat art tra lar tra lar
mo art la
la mo
moltar
mole rat tar tar

He has trumped the very essences of the plague,
and up the rope it runs, their silvery discs record
the finest hairs, some simple sleeping upon the stair,
how or why the nude did sleep beside the vase,
said artifice in all its countries, the deep red hue
where the blood had been poured out in sheets
to dry, the libation of the pulp, and the blood paper,
and the baby penguins whose feet were dipped in
ink, and the lamb-lamp amoeba runes which softly float
out of the hole at the center of the iron cross singing
sweetly of the sound the smell that blueberry waffles

mikae'

walrus angel of blue berry waffle smell
television gooey center star of beastly-mayhem

Oh Mickey you're so fine
you're so fine your silicon

al mnhinckey.

psychopumpus to enjoin the mixture
of puffy white gloves
its puffy white index finger nipple
feet

springy
mikado

Dark perfect Samurai
in disney print kimono
in steel goofy nose helmet
like bread
of molerat Donald

Trump Duck
Trump Duck

Tromp loyal
bunko

I met a gin soaked, bar-room queen in Memphis,
She tried to take me upstairs for a ride.
She had to heave me right across her shoulder
'Cause I just can't seem to drink you off my mind.

It's the hoo-onn-nky talk mogul
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky talk boobs.


Sycophant: What it is?
Donald Trump: I found out that I am a mole rat.
Sycophant: You can send 'Stones' songsringtones to your cellphone.

A Ringtone is like a Molerat
and cellphone is like a cave.

Nick Cave is like a Ringtone
living inside a Mick Jagger Molerat
Beware!

the cave of trumps.

Beware the cellphone carved of turnip
with chips and bits stuck on.

Beware
the mop-bucket masala of mogul.