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The Party of the Strange - Inlumia - 01-01-2015
The Party of the Strange
As the Angles with the Devil danced
And Jesus did Demons court;
There happened many thing stranger
Then what Chaos ever wrought.
Each dream did come fully alive
The whims, day dreams and fantasies.
The wet dreams and nightmares also did jive;
Fitting in with disturbing ease.
Knowing by this horrendous party
That many worlds would fully be made wreck
Still did people join by legion size;
Saying “Come on, what the Heck!”
Invited were the twisted the sick and perverse
Near all those of the scene called the Strange
And so they came, the weirdest of the multiverse
Knowing they’d emerge even more deranged!
Guests came; all species shape and size
Including beats as from Aesop’s fables.
None of them did others despise
But each loved as a party animal.
Near all did come, you had to be there
With laws of time and space enforced only loose
And more divine and necromancers flare
Being dead or nay born was allowed as an excuse!
The straight-laced were bared; the boring ladies and men
The norms and reasonable were nay allowed
If some did get in, it would be easy to spot them
In this unique crowd.
Though worlds joined, it was not enough
So they sought out those with strange wyrd and fitting fate
It was all too easy, not at all tough
They took near all while going through Heavens Gate
The worlds were places where none ever did live
For these were mostly specially made
They stole or took what everywhere had to give
But their ruins only sometimes did fade!
To cook the drugs and deadly food
And provide sun like warmth for all
They would need much, much wood
So they did burn Yggdrasil
And so they partied from the ceiling
With magic shoes and danced on each wall;
If of this they were seen by any sane being
Into the welcoming pits of madness would they fall.
Seeing pink Elders, gods figured their thirsts to slack
So they tried their best to drain many a bottle of Djinn
Most of the Djinn did not like it and struck back
Saying, “That fetish is not our thing!”
In Hell’s lava hot springs they did skinny-dip
Frolicking and enjoying their play
They all had a great time, even each gimp
Enchanted by the party’s fray
There was a section for the kids
Nothing sexual was allowed there
Of booze and the drunks that they dig
It was bring you own or share and share.
Afore the party was near done
And though the humour could be coarse
They all enjoyed it and had much fun
Bringing in more then one Trojan horse
For snacks there were fruits of the tree of knowing
Boiled well in water from the river Leth
Chased with juice of the tree of Life everlasting
Mixed with water from the Styx, which does bereave
There was some people who wanted in, but to retain their own control
Setting up their own boarder guards, they spotted aliens approaching their world, their abode
The party over whelmed them, their people eager to pay the chaos toll
Of the aliens situation, in the end the government they did probe
There was a girl, who upfront seemed all sugar and spice
You’d think her mouth couldn’t melt butter
When she was nice, she was very, very nice
But when she was bad, they loved her back better!
Bright Apollo with choirs of every Heaven
Sang off against all the bards and Rock stars from Hell
On the dance floor all rank was even
So there they danced; the fair and the fell.
People could enjoy every public show
Even if some were not at all nice
An actor showed nothing was no-go
While in Cinderella on ice.
The fat lady came and sung also
On the stage she showed how she felt
Even if her show was just solo
Afore it she was so nervous she used a living toilet
They played matches on a strange sports field
Holding many landmines and traps on many a grave
In the mosh-pit an odd sight the party did yield
Buhddest monks and saints indulging each vice they did crave.
Armed forces came with black ops, each in a mask
To where they could have fun without scandal.
What they did they would not tell, for none would ask
And they did not just tap the admiral.
Shrinks went to see what was going on
Believing their schools would nay reach an accord
But they were forced to admit they were wrong
And let loose each mental ward
An uptight boring man came to wreck their fun
And with a moral banner to hoist and unfurl
But near soon as he had just begun
He was turned into a were party girl!
Prudes appeared to preach and enforce hetro vanilla
But fetishist gave their reply
There was some points and in the end some unusual filler
Until the prudes were told “Good bi”
In all this beings did get hurt
So medics came, but not just to heal.
High on their own things they did flirt
Changing peoples bodies to fit how they wanted to feel.
Time did bend back on itself, Saturn was doing yoga
Fortan, dame luck, had her powers pushed till they did strain.
One moment people were boogying in suits, the next head-banging in a toga.
Wanting to always party, some time travelled, and from the start partied again!
To Klansmen who tried to enforce their beliefs and ways
Came Jesus, that ancient Jewish hippy from heaven above
He changed their tone on that day of days
And for all the kinds of men did they feel brotherly love
There was a smooth man, orphaned at birth
None knew he was whose son
At the party he and a maid had more then drunken mirth
Seeing the photo, he said “That’s my mom!”
There was a beauty pageant for fetishes people wore
Among latex, polyester and supermodels with some haughtier
Was leather, straps, body paint and many little things more.
The winner was the runner up, worn by a Skinwalker.
A wild man had too must bloodlust
And wanted little more then a fight
After victory he’d hold his prize fast
And maybe enjoy an expired Sprite.
A perverted Djinn offered a hooker a free wish
Said she “I would do anything for a million quid.”
Due to her lisp, he gave her a delighted kiss,
And has her taking care of a million squid.
There was a lass who believed she would always have it made
One of the things was she was a very twisted high elf.
Seeing a cute drunk guy, she knew there were plans to be laid
Woke up after the party, realizing it had been her own then future self.
The oddest being in all this strife
Was a man enjoying many a tart.
Who said the party was his entire life.
When the Party closed he went back to the start!
There was a man, who with ladies was loose and fast
Who seeing a sexy woman could not but make a pass
When he insisted too much, he learned she could spell cast
And went home with his mates a lass!
Old troubles for fun they did exhume
And put heat on all they did despise.
Madness rose as things did fume
‘till past boiling point did Mercury rise
Some geeks somehow did manage to get in
And enjoyed much mead from flagons
‘till the booze buzz kick in
And they went to have fun with dungeons and dragons
On thoughts, drugs, magic and science mad
Did God get totally stoned;
Committing deeds much fowler
Then any Satan dared call his own.
The stars they pushed around, they shredded destinies text
And that was the work of nay just chaos gods
And of what would come to be next
Jimmy the Greek would nay lay odds
There was ever only one who dared complain of the noise
Odin, All-Father, the Lord of the Gods of Asgard
But the party took them, Valhalla and all its boys
In fighting and drunken whenching all resistance they did discard.
But as Gargoyles Can-Caned, Whales tap-danced
And mermaids outdid Scotsmen with the Highland fling.
For each world this madness with witnesses were graced
Awe, hope, wonder, and inspiration it did bring.
But with all parties it had to have a close
But came a sound to which the worlds madness did it rend
With it fear, dread, joy and hope all rose
A single voice saying “Great party, we must do it again!”
As they staggered for the worlds they did call home
Their appearance was so disturbing all sane being were given fright.
But once they expired what let them world roam
Many said such as “Damn, I knew I should of made that turn right!”
Although trapped many sort a way home to go
Their presence more deadly then any disaster or hex
Their presence they knew would help the Strange grow
To help fuel the party next!
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