Myothershirt - Scribe

An able man with the strength of an ox!

Oh, such might and valor!

Of noble heart and smelly farts and sinewy steel!

This great embodiment of warrior strength, strong enough to have separated

limbs.

One of a kind!

Pray, tell me who is he?

It is a matter of grave importance to me.

A matter that cannot wait for

deliberations of the sun and sea.

This vial it holds your life, your time.

You’d never know how to eliminate the

evidence, or incriminate the fool.

The mighty fall when apartheid breaks.

You’d forever hold pre-meditated

consequences, make us fall away.

Can we ignore that we’re all obliged to stay alive?

The mighty fall when apartheid breaks.

You’d forever hold.

Pre-meditated

consequences make us fall away.

Oh, he bakes you say?

A pagan of butter and sugar and dough?

Such folly shall never meet the sullen eyes of forgiveness.

Vermin!

This is oafishness.

This is folly.

This is stark raving lunacy!

Surely you wouldn’t deny this rather delectable pastry.

Fresh horses!