Friday, March 8, 2013

An Ode To The McDonald's Cheeseburger: An Epic Poem of Conquest, Angels, Cheeseburgers, and The End Of The World. (Part 2)

Part one of this poem is here.  To be honest, it probably won't make any more sense if you go read that part first, but it can't hurt, can it? Unless you drop your computer on your foot while you read it, it can't hurt you.

Hell On Earth Means That Purgatory Is No Picnic, Either.




Up up we flew, up and away
From all the terrors spawned on Earth that day.
Not cow'rdly flight, but sensible, okay?
I mean, you try fighting demons without even a plan.

Below me spread a map of pain:
A sprawling sight of floods, volcanoes, flame
I tried to tell myself I'm not to blame
But, really, I'd brought this on us all and had to fix it.

My dragon-steed, who went by "Winifred,"
Had chosen for us a course for safety. Led
-- by instinct or by learning can't be said --
To Purgatory by him, I tried to figure out what to do.*
*We had some time, because it's a long trip from Earth to Purgatory, even when you're flying by dragon.

I mused
(To the tune of Moonlight Sonata)




How can I
Fix this mess?
What could ever
redress
All the harm
I have done

All that I 
Wanted was
Just to celebrate
This
thing that I loved so well
Now look at what has resulted
On Earth, it's Hell

How was I
To have guessed
That the start
(Hey, up there!)

Of my quest
Would be marred
So quickly

(Listen! We're...)


Would lead to
Perfidy...

(Hey, um...)

That's what they'll
Say of me:
"That's him! Hell
he set free!"


(Are you...)

Now my burden
This is;
My task to fix it,
Quick!

But what can 
I do I'm 
Just an
Ord'nary guy?


(In--
coming!)


One man can't
Hope to stand
Up against

(look!
Look out!)

Wait, did you
Say something



Yes
did

Were you talking
To me?

Yes, 
am.

Sorry, I was
Lost in thought
As you'd guess
I've a lot

On my mind
Right now, kind
of important to

SHUT
UP

Well that's rude
I thought we


HANG
ON

were friends, you
know even though
we just met...

Even as I stopped my singing and planning
Winifred's insistence got more demanding.
He ducked and he looped, his great red wings fanning
The air as he attempted to avoid capture.

But the giant net still got us.


NEXT: WHO CAPTURED US? IT'S PROBABLY THE PEOPLE IN PURGATORY, RIGHT?

4 comments:

Andrew Leon said...

That must have been a big net.

Have you had more chocolate? I want a report!

My poetry series started today. Since you asked.

Briane P said...

Possibly chocolate tomorrow.

I haven't been feeling well. So I've been waiting.

Andrew Leon said...

Well, it's good that you waited, then.
I'm sorry you haven't been feeling well. That sucks. Seems like everyone is sick lately.

PT Dilloway, Grumpy Bulldog said...

This was supposed to be about cheeseburgers, wasn't it? I hope you feel better soon!

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