Tristan Robert Lange

Killer Smile

Step right up!

You don’t want to miss it!

The

Greatest

Experience

Ever!

One that is bound to put

A smile on your face.

This place?

Ooh—a delight—O, the sight!

Filled with fun,

With a tinge of—

How should I put it?—

Fright.

That’s right, folks,

Enter right here—

Have no fear—

This is what we call

The queue,

Designed especially for

You.

Look!

There’s plenty here for you

To do—

Through and through—

Like looking through the

Funny glass

And seeing all the

Funny versions

Of you.

Or, next,

There’s the game of

“Pin by the tail a rat”,

And you get to be

The cat—

For now—

The only track;

There’s no turning back.

That’s right—

That’s right—

Step up onto this rack;

The lights are about to go

Black.

Not for long—

A moment in fact—

Before the strobe lights act

Out

In brilliance,

Fomenting fantastic

Flashing fear.

Now that you are in—

Gates closed—

Let the ride begin.

First stop?

Nope kids,

This ain’t no drop,

Just your clothes—

We’ll help you plop

Those useless things—

Into rags we’ll chop.

Next up?

The Golden Cup,
Where we watch you

Piss

Away your youth’s hopes

And missed dreams—

Murdering your future

As it screams.

But wait!—there’s more!—

We don’t like to see

You frown

And, to turn that thing

Upside down,

We’ll stitch your eyebrows

Up to your crown,

Your cheeks to your brows,

A way to thread up a smile

And keep it for a while.

Touched up with makeup—

Going out naked, but in style.

Cameras rolling

But no worries, darlings,

Because we’ve got you

Smiling!

And now:

The ending.

That’s right, folks,

The end of the line,

As final as the last drop

Of wine.

You are an empty bottle,

Nothing left to

Throttle,

Useless and disposable—

No longer posable—

This, here,

Is the last bout

Where we off the lights and

Dump

You

Out.

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