I'm a delightful, dainty maid
with a girlish giggle and a live grenade--
I felt silly,
so I blew up Billy.
An evil devil murderess,
that's what the judge says.
But let me run and gain plurality,
then my prank is simply policy.
What a dainty little duality.
Would you like to play with me?
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for Marian's music prompt at Real Toads
OMG! Evil. An absolute winner.
ReplyDeleteThat second line has got to be one of the coolest lines ever!
ReplyDeleteThe personal insanity of evil seems always instantly dissipated when some leader claims one god wants you to kill some other god's groupies---what you go to hell for as an individual, you go to heaven for as a righteous soldier. I hate this conflict--and your poem shows it up for the simple horror it is.
ReplyDeleteYour poem strips away all the pretense...the list of whys of this war..right to the truth. Bravo!
ReplyDeleteyesss! *bats eyelids coquettishly and runs off*
ReplyDeleteSo right - gain plurality and the prank becomes policy. Sizzling writing.
ReplyDeleteJoy's comment is spot on … this reads like a nursery rhyme - as you know - the deadly seriousness behind it chills one to the bone.
ReplyDeletewise radical
ReplyDeleteALOHA from Honolulu
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perfect....chilling...
ReplyDeleteThis is frikkin' amazing!!!
ReplyDeleteYep! It's pretty much what she said.
ReplyDeleteWe girls will all want one now :-)
ReplyDeleteSorry, but you provide some much needed laughter.
love this little ditty
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