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Spuna Vs. Turkeef (Free verse) by <{Baba^Yaga}>
With the mind of a fish,
and the soul of a spoon,
Spuna has its sights on
every table in America.
Scientists scramble to
find a counter tactic
against this abominable
fiend, and Holiday spoiler.
Can nothing save us?
A cross eyed boy somewhere
in Nebraska on a cold after
noon in November (Upon receiving
orders from his father to
murder his trusty pet turkey)
decides to hide it up the
farm cow's ass. In the morning,
his sister goes out to milk the
cow, but instead returns with a
pail of gravy and a madness in her
eyes. Repeating the word "Turkeef"
"Turkeef!" "TURKEEF!" "TURKEEF!".
Mean while, in outer space, an
alien space craft orbits around
the earth. Deep in the shiny craft
a small group of little grey alien
scientists stare at the X rays
of a cow/turkey creature mid
mutation with wings and a large
predatory beak and second stomach.
"You know what Chipinka?" says the
alien with glasses to the alien
in the overalls. "This is going to
take the super out of the Super bowl
lets keep a close eye on the
stock markets."
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