Filthy Apes and Lions - Mark Stoermer

Filthy apes and lions

Spilling cake and liquid icing

Crucifying all the eyelids

Illuminate the iris

And tune out all the dying

With sounds of Franz Joseph Haydn

The owls intimidate me

They’re taking all the best meat

And tearing down the drapery

Apples are foretelling

Of a super nova shelling

Leaving afterbirth of hell things

Have you ever thunk

Take a look at the monk

Holding boxes of junk

Lying behind the big screen

You’ve been in a funk

Since you stepped on the gunk

You looked like a punk

When you tried to debunk

As the animals tore out your spleen

Angry spitting llamas

Wearing reticent pajamas

Play fluorescent melodramas

Rabid dapple otters

Dealing death on rainbow waters

At the shores of plastic martyrs

Flying turtle sirens

Spy on all the perfect islands

Spraying out the purple skyrings

Filthy apes and lions

Spilling cake and liquid icing

You’re awake but don’t be frightened

Have you ever thunk

Take a look at the monk

Holding boxes of junk

Lying behind the big screen

You’ve been in a funk

Since you stepped on the gunk

You looked like a punk

When you tried to debunk

As the animals tore out your spleen