Les Monstres

Erik and Quasimodo flee
Finding the torches a bit too much
Mob rule already lurid enough
The screams for blood and retribution
"Les monstres detruits pour toujours"

Esmeralda takes them in
Providing shelter from all harm
Erik and Quasi collapse by the fire
Lamenting their stature as "les cauchemars"
Pariahs to be feared
Gargoyles to be gutted
Erik entombed in the catacombs
Quasi's head displayed on a gargoyles horn
The worst of times by far

But Esmeralda has a thought
Why not hole up in a menage?
The three in consolation and pleasure
When Esmeralda sees their souls
Within twisted forms of little import
She takes them gently to her bed
And a triple crescendo is achieved
Their cries echoing through the Paris night
While true mad men circle,
Closing for the kill

These three find themselves in Paradise
Their menage well preserved
Their legend borne from Paris to the stars
Their revelations here offered underground.

Photo of Angelina Jolie (center) by Annie Liebowitz