Monday, June 30, 2025

Great Glory Gores Gorgeous Giants

 


I

Great of you to drop in, I just drip

on the painting in the Wall. Host

some flies in the toupe, get a grip.

The Griffin was laced n Chanel, hip –

Slytherin was Dior, Ravenclaw lost

the bett to Hufflepuff and punched post

scriptum notes on a scrotum pout' lip.

II

Glory to the snitch, who got caught

in a broomlocker, kissing with Creature.

Rita Skeeter ran an op. ed. About wrought

consequences, if you didn't exhume the naught

Dumbledore and strip him of a feature

called the Elderwand – but Riddle sepultured

to be the fastest lord in Hogwarts.

III

Gores where handed out, as Hufflepuff had to give;

somebody had to disavow the missing think.

The House elves ate Peeves and pet a live

dementor, who was captured in a muggle liver.

Who would have known, it would be fried sink;

sooner, you could sit down for a blink

and have some tea with Trelawney and Smithers.

IV

Gorgeous plots deserve one Gay like Paris a Masse –

Umbridge had second thoughts and hired the Centaurs

to take up camp in Springfield, Flanders passed

on with glee, having finally seen Armageddon gross

but not yet too candid, to be put on 60 minutes sour.

A Trans was harder to track down, than Minotaur

playing MTG with Frank Underhill for POTUS posh.

V

Giants there leading the Angels by a Green Mile;

the ball was at 313 and Oncle Stan cracked

under the pressure, being too white. He should have signed

a deal with Michael Jackson's plastic surgeon, to find

the Wakanda Forever and join the Black Panthers lack!

There's no better transition story, than back

flipping for no Emmy and dead naming own lullabies!

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