Aleister

The Val
-entine is not a heart; it
represents a different part!
You'll understand when
you have toyed, with
what the arrow
meant to
Freu
d.

f
rom
fair venus
it is true, ven
-ereal secret shin-
ing through, with
p
e
n
e
t
r
a
t
i
n
g
aim
in view
i venerate
her; so should
you!

'Twas Glasnost, and the colonels' toads
Did moan and mumble in the wake;
All flimsy were their moralcodes,
And their interests, outraged.

Beware the Gorbachev, my son!
The eyes that glare, the tongue that barks!
Annoy the socialist, and shun,
Quotation from Karl Marx!*

He took his Russian flag in hand,
Not long the pinkish foe he fought;
He waved it free, from the balcony,
And triumphed, as he ought.

And One! Two! One! Two! and through and through
The 'bortive coup went flippy-flop!
He beat the Reds, and as their head,
He sent them to the cops.

And hast thou ousted Gorbachev?
Send us some arms, you squeamish goy!
He sends decrees, the Reds beg please;
(Let's hope it's not a ploy!)

'Twas Glasnost, and the colonels' toads
Did moan and mumble in the wake
All flimsy were their moralcodes
And their interests outraged.

Copyright © 1989 Thomas Watts(aka Aleister)
brainwav93@hotmail.com
This poem may be freely reproduced
provided this notice is maintained intact.

* One odd note on Gorbacjockey, the first two stanzas were written before the coup.

Deep Xanadudu

King George the Toured
In Washington
A New World Order did decree;
Since pipe dreams come,
From opium,
Is George perhaps not quite drug-free?

-Tom Watts (aka Aleister), circa 1990

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