These most mysterious and precious rings
Oh master of my mind and body
I have purchased
in secret
so that no man may know
where I found them.
The price I paid is heavy
Mine Untouched and Invisible Lord of the Realms of Other Places and Secretive Properties.
I worked my fingers to their last nubs and gristles
To find these rings.
Mine Lover must be pleased.
Oh Great Princess of Shades of Light and Dark and other Artistic Stuff Like That.
The Dollar Store that Thee hast guided me to
hast afforded me these rings.
I stood out upon the winds and upon the weather with but a sign,
"Pleasure For Coin."
Mine enemies and the onlookers spat upon my head, the garbage thrown at me sheltered me from harm, the embarassment and humiliation I felt was spared
By knowing I must have these rings of Yours.
I stood for seven days and eight nights.
I finally received enough coin
Oh Powerful and Greedy Temptress of the BarFlies and Anyone Who Will Give You Five Minutes and Capitalists Who Fire Guns in Miami Upon Persons with Signs,
to receive these plastic molded rings that cost much money and pain to me.
Oh Dark and Light Blackity Crackerty Chocolatey White Goddess of my dreams
I have lost all my teeth as your prior mates have all shattered them to bits
No dentist can repair these ailments.
Oh Poor and Needy Whore of the Underworld I worship thee.
The Pleasure You give
The very Slaggy Rag that You are
I must follow Thee
for what You have to offer me
is beyond anything that any man could Give
to me.
Though I tried them several times
but these mortal males do not have
Inverted Meat Pouches for me
to worship Thee with my
extroverted meat rod.
I thank thee
Oh Gracious Slut of the Dirt and Gooey Eminating Substances.
With these Great Rings
I shall pierce mine own meat rod
to please Thee
Dear Master Dominatrix of the Straps and Chains and Rubbery Things.
I will pierce the Veil that has been pierced
many, Many, Many times
Thy knowest not how many times in Your Gracious and Merciful and Giving Benevolence even Yourself hath been pierced,
Oh Loose Legged Lover of the Knock Off Satins and Sheets.
Thine Rings of Piercing will find Thee
Where Thou Sleepest
And upon my new Meat Rod
I shall find thee
Writhing and Twisting and Wrapping Yourself
Oh Great Platypus of Beasts
Oh Bawdy Thunder Snapper of the Clapping Sounds.
