Della Crusta in Vanitas

 

Decency in the Arts

from Vanitas #1My call to our fellow Americans is, while one person can't do everything, one person can do something to make our society a more compassionate and decent place.

--George W. Bush

Go, redolent Ahnold! Quit thy pow'r;
sex clubs, muscle boys, plastic surgery
Thy couch of many a thorn, and flow'r;
ex-Charlie’s angels, orgies, coming out stories
Thy twanging bow, thine arrow keen,
Would you, could you, learn to felch?
Deceitful Beauty's steely meany; faulty
nominalization -- Dingleberries (doilies)! I continue spurting
The feign'd surprise, the roguish leer, the "apple pie,"
Till your love-channel fills with cum and crudest oil.
The tender beady eye, the thrilling occupation,
Unregulated stinky hate-filled loose cannon body
At that particular intersection of pussy and pinkness
where I perform Condoleeza at zero hour. Condoleeza!
her toe mushing around in Reagan's senile vagina...
(faulty NOMINATION) no joys for me,
(Though she would love to felch him senseless)
So fare thee well, for we are free! Rimming Rummy
in waxen panties we hear the voice of Liberace in the monster’s head
Then flutter hence on wanton wing, Cheney in chains
Spurting black babymaking cream into wonks and loins
That lave thee in its lucid spring, uranium depleted...
You self-proclaim’d fetal alcohol syndrome
Take thy bev'rage from the ancient rose,
and ram it up your dirty bomb
In order to felch its eyeball with a straw
And on John Ashcroft's breast repose:
"I am the spawn of Lucifer himself!"
Swinging wild as a warlock in Levittown.

No rapture swells the imperial voice,
Particularly the one with the floppy blonde hair.
Still I’m curious enough to want to felch Starsailor
or that orange slut wearing that 70’s pattern
of the missing weapons of mass destruction
Begging us to felch the cream out of her hole,
A vast right-wing conspiracy.


I also find that hot semen splashing against
My prostate can trigger a deployment.
"To drink the spirit of the breeze,"
How many judges Miss America had to felch!
Or wander 'midst o'er-arching trees;
Where they suck dildoes and try to felch each other
Or woo, with undisturb'd delight, Peggy Noonan, or
A monkey spanking a slave (Colin) by the pond.
The pale-cheek's Virgin of the Night,
Piercing thro' the leafy bow'r,
Primly dabs his lips with a napkin,
And throws on the ground a silv'ry show'r
Of little missiles.
Unh.

"There ought to be limits
to freedom" (GW BUSH). Pillbox codpiece, lace scrotum.
How much money would it take to felch tapioca?
Eighty-seven billion dollars?
The people you liberate will witness the honorable
and
decent spirit of the American military.
O rend my heart with ev'ry pain!
But let me, let me love again!


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