it was all about the moon when saturn sang
wanking men in pools of flesh
asteroids in flame beaten brows on kippers diluted lungs
rhetoric sleeze beneath sleeves of knotted pearls
distant chants of uprooted coals on beds of lilac lust
thyme for the rose where mary succles edens prayer
as she slates the ever growing crown of christs tormented tongue;
the wandering jugs with clouded mint dressed in camel coat
it is now the cage of sulpher burns the inmates lower lip
and spills the milk of acorn on the naked jeepsters hip.
polluted bees on pollen trees where hangs a tankards spill
two cheers for the mighty sperm whale as it floats in buttered silk;
battered in goose fat and burning at the steak
in top hat and tails with my quails egg and pelican beak
I will peck through the wreck of the desolate war torn marine
and sail instead with the harpoon with purple snails and marys tamborine;
two hearts for the moon as saturn sings with suspicious alibi
beneath the wings of the whiskey spit above the bearded lady\'s skies
one last cheer for the mighty sperm whale
right between his eyes!