dancing on your onus


dancing on your onus ( suno ruoy no gnicnad )

he’s a prancing prat

& the rat in rat-a-tat

trotting as the fox

snores within his den

when the sun’s a gun

triggering the squealing queen

she’s a loon at noon

twirling topsy terpsichore

spinning like a loom

whirling dervishly

see the fingers point

from the self-anointed ones

thundering the underlings

twickers in a knist

fire from above

feet upon umbra