Shatter the Glass Ceiling

 

I

When Ghouls preach you mid-summer nights dreams;

churned into a nightmare, drowned in a Whiskey's sky.

Eating cigarettes more than candy, coffee without a cream;

hindered by a glass ceiling, of what I can't and won't lean.

Rule this rue that, precept upon precept to make cats shy;

dogs act like mice, lions think their monkeys with hides to dry;

where's no James Bond, to tell them how they lost names!

II

Shatter the Glass Ceiling, and be your own Hero, boyscout;

loose yourself, girl, don't listen, what the harpies curtail.

You're better than the rulers, what are thrown over shouts;

then brick walls want to lecture, how to be best louts!

You know better, than to chase after the sullied and failed;

who still stroke their cats, while not gotten a ship nailed.

Nothing to loose nor claim,unless you take your Cross round!

III

Burn down the shamers and their gossip and stares;

don't collect with the druncator, who publicly declares.

They pledge like Amber, cease like Umbridge, who cares –

its time to Choose Christ and make your metal pay the dares!

You choose Freedom and fuck the old hags back to Cheshire;

your not sausage, nor your moon made of cheese, sire;

Burn in Holy Fire and full of Holy Spirit, held for those shared!