A Riot Comique Outflanking The Plankton

Accounting for this fool(ishness), while
Discounting the bloody arrogance that'll
twitch anybody's pickle,
 
we will jump upon seclusions where the
timid take their sanctuary when their time
for outrunning the rabid authority-hounds dries
irrationality,
takes into account, (as we are accounting, remember?),
the biggest
God-blunder
that (hu)Man has ever witnessed through his tri'focal
lenses, (made in Thailand).
 
Then the poets will escape, (!break on through!), and begin (!to the other side!)
battering the outraged supreme court justice/judge, then each other, just like
reg'lar folks do in d'real-world. And'like, when the idiot tax has
been
re'pealed, freeing all them monster cocks to concede
their Balls to ever-eager hangmen, and/or, headmen.
 
            "Blade or rope, my misapprehended Majesty?"
 
the blood
will run from one neighborhood to the next (as all prefer the blade).
 
The playful
children
will all splash about in the crimson juice for fun, for luck, for bubble'gum, & such.
until the
rain
rinses us all half-clean (as per the pre-wash cycle)  
                                      .....before washing us way, way, away.  
 
 
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