Just in from the X-M, the Seer with the Beer
A MESSAGE TO THE FAITHFUL FROM XZINS-MEISTER….Answer to questions of the humble faithful regarding the fate of Saddam Hussein! Hear and heed.
From the dark side of living
Saddam lifts a cry
“Am I still around…
Or did I just die?”
His answer arrives,
On a brief waft of air
It’s the smell of seared flesh,
With a touch of burnt hair
“My house,” he supposes
“my house, it’s aflame.”
And that seems a good answer,
Conclusively sane.
But then there appears
In the acrid, dark smoke
A nubile young maiden
With the barest of clothes
She sultrily dances
‘til standing beside,
she sneeringly answers
“You’ve totally died.”
“And now you live here
and that to your shame ,
For ages eternal
In the midst of the flame.”
“This isn’t fair”
Saddam said with chagrin
“I was supposed to get palm trees
and nubile virgins.”
With a sneer in her voice
The young maiden spoke,
“Well, I’m your reward….”
She said midst the smoke
Then she shifted her hips
And her loincloth arose
Saddam couldn’t help
But see under her clothes
He screamed in frustration
For he’d seen her all,
His nubile young maiden
Was a clone of Rue Paul.
(Aside to woody & jean Chauvin: Xzins-meister….the seer with the beer!)