Medusa Con Queso

Postings from a Paranormal web site:

Darrell: (7\17\99)
Re: Carla Moran

days into ways so many
divided by searching minus
any hours in cyber seas
must needs appeal to living
mainframes to locate tale
well documented story
woman named above seduced
or raped by randy spirit
looked long, long team
nada, zero, zilch

nulloed sisters whose habit
was given to an order
of perpetual indulgence
pleading, lead me to the grail,
I ask with ruminant gratitude


Bear: (7/18/99)
Re: Carla Moran

Check local video
store for "The Entity"


Darrell: (7\20\99)
Re: The Entity

A grateful knave bows
to the Bearman who must
be progeny of the goodly
knight, keeper of holy relics
the great fisher king should
only wear

A cautionary note about’n
Moran de Carlo asking four
seizing five through hard-time
leg squeeze needs, prays nay
then yea for extreme X ticket ride
unconsentual (mind you)
hetrohexed huff’n puffed
down & dirty demon hump

you bet’chum Red Rider
got me rattlesnake venom
bit toe sucked good’n clean
my boots are off, my boat’s afloat
dat Little Beaver sucked me hard,
hard enough to save my life

kinky knees broke unto hunger,
do what to me, no never, strip my
clothes and lay my stripes but
leave me with my hard one guilt
I wondered if I did it and did it
really tight that night (magnetic
opposites attract) you would
still hate me, right

minute won just wait
uh-oh, you liked it, so
now what, what now
a spiral staircase
big eye sez i -- run,
cover yours, don’t look

you gonna’ beg to stalk,
(fester) pester me mean
spirited blood letting
fornicating phantom
uncompromising lover
an embarrassed begger
yourself at the feast

deposit required for proof,
no brass band nor bloody
drums to mask the bedsprings
bangingly slow transmission
shifting gears put landowska’s
playel suv in overdrive baching
and fugue’n ’til have won’t hell it

is reality an ally of comfort

Carla knew she couldn’t
(wouldn’t) conceive
of any deceit planted
so deep within her tale
denied it to the end


Poppin’Fresh: 7/21/99
Re: The Entity

Note for note! Tit for twat!
With a bagful of cautionary
notes could you write an
hesitant symphony? Bags full
of near pennies (cleaned &
sanctified) blessed twice
(hold the green mustard)
may not find the courage
to confront a horny humuncle
(no waters wholely to insure)
team hoped that Carla’s pheromones,
gourmet chum for sex-craved goulie
Melkedezac, Astroth, Seth, or Bahl,

Come on down!
your choice of doors
prime-time numbers three
show the lucky winner
what its won: Oh, wow!
(audience goes crazy)
an NO2 compressed surprise,
all expense paid trap,
Le Ville de Popcicle,
bed and breakfast
snuggle up secure
within a block of ice

(trip trap and hotty nin cools
jewels to zero instant near)
odorifirice-ugly-bully demon’s
stifter stilled erect nether-world
return trip cancelled

no bail out from
a frozen slammer
are creatures here
or near the product
of our darker side
time-for-beanie kids
passengers please
tuck your reality
underneath your seats
scratch your butts but
kiss your ass goodbye


Darrell: 7/22/99
Re: Re: The Entity

suffered Mary to do fate
as such, was the conceptor
immaculatti a lover, a demon,
God and man be cuckold slaves
accepting salvation’s castration
through (passive) childlike faith
(their prophet’s verse required)
veiled meanings, dark tragic parables
from a strange half-demon bastard child

original sin is still a myth, concieved,
convinced the native hominids they
did, them hive minded grey critters,
never for the benefit of feuding men
but for control; yes, your very soul

no woman half of man deserves
all that if love becomes a huge
monster clothed in guilt. Can
man endure such pain so long
softly answered as a whisper
ears ringing in her still
bullshit, Moran, I can’t,
no be nyet sometimes
(most times) now anyhow

I think she kept complaining,
spoke of men and spoke again,
her leaded thorax sing-songing,
from her disassembled heart
vox humana so-toe-vo-chey
red sign read: no wading
immediate seeding for one
(is) anyone that lonely

Oh Carla, dear Carla
I have sailed some kinky seas
months with no R’s
a monster may dwell
due south of your ovaries

rim-shot: cha-boom, ching!
bows: walks off stage: done


Waddie Greywolf

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