I
Of Rene Magritte, Gertrude Stein, Art, Language And
Reality.

A pipe is not a pipe
Yet a rose is a rose
Ignore all the hype  
And both are just words.



                                          II
Kitten Galore

I value friendships
I value light
I value the taste of an apple,
Especially when it's juicy

I value hardships
I value fright
Yet mostly, above all that rubble
I'd love to lick some cat.



                                         III
Oopsee Daisy

"Oh i'm so sad
I feel like a toast
Won't ever leave bed
My feelings are lost!"

"My feelings..?" what passion.
I really don't know
Care bares outta fashion
Kitsch-bitches thrown to the snow.

Stop your whining, you girly weed
Get some action, shoot some... films



                                         IV
Madevil Poetry

I wish I was a dragon
Oh so mighty and strong
I would dance in my dungeon
Wearing naught but a thong
And no hero would ever
Wave around his shlong
Of valor or whatever...
'cause fighting is wrong!



                                        V
Real Men

I'm a real man
Ragged and smelly
Sometimes work on my fan
Wax daily my belly
But the thing I like most
Even better than huggies
To wear against frost
(Alone or with buddies)
No need for a host...
Just a pair of pink aunties!



                                      VI
The Meaning Of Life

Aren't we all, aren't we all
Just a-looking for a friend
Be it a dwarf, be it a troll,
Be it a toad longly dead;

Alive is preferred, but in the end
What mostly matters - well, can it bend?