Recital Vinylist asked:


Ode to a Mole

In that dark hole,
Mole was a miss
In that love/hate thang
Death was a kiss
Hang yourself Judas!
You pushbutton abuse us,
You take our fond wishes,
And simply get vicious.

A li’l roley poley
A sweet guaca-moley
She terrorized farmer
But no troll should harm her

Too bad that the misery
Should love that sad company
You blasted…you bled her
I n’er shall forget her.

Memories? I gottem,
When I see a fat bottom,
I cannot avenge thee
Butt, honor your memory
A hank of mole bone
And a hunk of blue hair
To me, just like Elvis,
You are everywhere.

RIP….Moley
August 18th 2007
glgjns: Sarcastic? I think not. Maybe nonplussed at the mole’s killers, but, I maintain that I maintained reverence and respect. Now remove your hat, when you read this ode. I will however consider odes to living things in the future. What about inanimate objects?
Mr. Dog,: Shouldn’t your name be “Salty Ball o’ Cotton”? You hamster
gangstas don’t scare me…bring it on!