MystyrMystyry
04-17-2011, 09:45 PM
Ever get the feeling you're just a Minor Character in
Someone Else's Nightmare?
Well Welcome - and Wonder why I've Chosen you
Come through the Dizzy Doorway into my Parlour
Or do I mean my Lair?
Let's look at the Menu shall we, and then Decide Who?
The Maggot Stew is Off Tonight - so how about a
Hell Sandwich - Yeah!
One Worst Childhood Memory with Relishes to Taste
A Mouldy Breadroll and Rancid Butter - it's sure to
Cause a Scare?
Rotten Cabbage Pies Sprinkled with Lies - and a Musty Paste
Or a Fingernail and Fishhead Sauce - that should bring
About the Shivers
Not Quite Your Style? We have also a Pumpkinhead Soup
Perhaps the Nouvelle Cuisine - with Chopped Heart
Spleen and Livers
A Shameful Moment Souffle - how Low did you Stoop?
Ripe Tripe - and Embarrassment Pasta - with pits of Black
Burnt Crisp?
Or try the Faux Pas Fondue? And now especially for you
Callous Steak Icecream with Cheesy Flakes - Full of those
Lips that Lisp
Sardonic Laughter in a Bowl? And Sloppy Fresh Cat Poo?
If the Gruel is a bit too Cruel - you may want to attempt
the Crippled Crablegs
With the Aroma of Stale Underpants - and they're Sliced
Glue Salad? With Nails and Solidified Underseat Snot and
Crunchy Ground Clothespegs?
How about Bits of Hardened Sick? The Meat in that is Diced
(And therefore Twice as Nice) but the Red Runny Sauce is
Something Else
Reminiscent of a River of Blood - with a Garnish of Guilt
Should we call for the Cutting Remark Uncalled For Pizza?
Or should I Check your Pulse?
The Soup of the Day with a Dollop of Dismay, it'll make you Wilt
From that to this - a Special Dish - Roast Bowels with Sideserve of
Grinning at the Burial!
Neglecting to Cry when your Brother Died Pasty? Nice and Tasty!
You must dig in to the Graveyard Bin - Bucket of Bones, Decomposing Flesh
Doesn't it Sound Ideal!
Followed by a Ghoulish Goulash with a Dash of Cold Hash! Don't be Hasty -
There's more on the Menu than I can Count in One night - a Life's
Worth of Self-Disgust
But you're Still Alive and you're Living - With Much More to Burn
And at Least you Didn't Rust
.
Someone Else's Nightmare?
Well Welcome - and Wonder why I've Chosen you
Come through the Dizzy Doorway into my Parlour
Or do I mean my Lair?
Let's look at the Menu shall we, and then Decide Who?
The Maggot Stew is Off Tonight - so how about a
Hell Sandwich - Yeah!
One Worst Childhood Memory with Relishes to Taste
A Mouldy Breadroll and Rancid Butter - it's sure to
Cause a Scare?
Rotten Cabbage Pies Sprinkled with Lies - and a Musty Paste
Or a Fingernail and Fishhead Sauce - that should bring
About the Shivers
Not Quite Your Style? We have also a Pumpkinhead Soup
Perhaps the Nouvelle Cuisine - with Chopped Heart
Spleen and Livers
A Shameful Moment Souffle - how Low did you Stoop?
Ripe Tripe - and Embarrassment Pasta - with pits of Black
Burnt Crisp?
Or try the Faux Pas Fondue? And now especially for you
Callous Steak Icecream with Cheesy Flakes - Full of those
Lips that Lisp
Sardonic Laughter in a Bowl? And Sloppy Fresh Cat Poo?
If the Gruel is a bit too Cruel - you may want to attempt
the Crippled Crablegs
With the Aroma of Stale Underpants - and they're Sliced
Glue Salad? With Nails and Solidified Underseat Snot and
Crunchy Ground Clothespegs?
How about Bits of Hardened Sick? The Meat in that is Diced
(And therefore Twice as Nice) but the Red Runny Sauce is
Something Else
Reminiscent of a River of Blood - with a Garnish of Guilt
Should we call for the Cutting Remark Uncalled For Pizza?
Or should I Check your Pulse?
The Soup of the Day with a Dollop of Dismay, it'll make you Wilt
From that to this - a Special Dish - Roast Bowels with Sideserve of
Grinning at the Burial!
Neglecting to Cry when your Brother Died Pasty? Nice and Tasty!
You must dig in to the Graveyard Bin - Bucket of Bones, Decomposing Flesh
Doesn't it Sound Ideal!
Followed by a Ghoulish Goulash with a Dash of Cold Hash! Don't be Hasty -
There's more on the Menu than I can Count in One night - a Life's
Worth of Self-Disgust
But you're Still Alive and you're Living - With Much More to Burn
And at Least you Didn't Rust
.