The Orgy of Pigs & Elephants & Donkeys in Uncle Sam's Whorehouse
part 8 of a musical by Wolf Larsen
And then all the attractive men & women jump on stage again singing-yelling out: "BUY BUY BUY! Buy syphilis for your grandma! Buy gonorrhea for your cat! Buy buy buy! Buy herpes for your neighbor! Buy crotch rot for your best friend!"
And all the unemployed wretches sing-yell out: "WE DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY TO BUY!"
And the attractive men & women keep on dancing & prancing about singing-yelling out: "BUY BUY BUY! Buy some nuclear missiles for your baby! Buy some tanks for your grandpa! Buy some predator drones for your aunt! Merry Christmas! Buy buy buy!"
The unemployed wretches sing-yell out again: "WE DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY TO BUY!"
And then the Pope comes out on stage in lots of luxurious pomp & gold. He's followed by a procession of priests & altar boys following behind him… Suddenly the priests & the altar boys begin dancing erotically together as the Pope sings (in the form of the Catholic mass): "The Catholic Church is a great big anus in the center of the universe... I the Pope am the messenger of God from the center of this great big anus...–"
And all the priests & altar boys answer the Pope singing together: "Long live the holy Communion of tongues & penises & anuses! Long live the homoerotic Jell-O of the monasteries & seminaries!"
And the Pope sings: "Let the Catholic faithful bend over before God and receive all of his fatherly love!"
And all the priests & altar boys sing-shout together: "Glory to this man-boy love! Glory to the tongues of priests & altar boys on our penises! Glory to the ecstasy of heavenly orgasms!"
The horns all blast out: "Gloooory! Gloooory! Orgasms! Ooooh! Ooooh!"
And then a greasy televangelist preacher with lots of money falling out of his pockets gets up on stage and puts his arm around the Pope and sings: "Hallelujah! I am the big penis of the legions of the 10 percent! Glory be to God's anus! Glory to the cocaine & call girls & private jets that I buy with the 10 percent of all you Christian faithful! Glory be to preaching from the pulpit with the fire of God and cocaine breathing through my veins! Hallelujah!"
The horns all blast out: "Hallelujaaah! Hallelujaaah!"
And whores & male prostitutes gather all around the televangelist preacher, and touch him and flirt with him as he gives them money. The whores & male prostitutes sing together: "Hallelujah! Hallelujah for endless blam-blam-blam tat-tat-tat drug wars all over our streets! Hallelujah for up up up medical bills! Hallelujah to all the space aliens of the universe – we must convert them to God! We must convert all the dogs & cats to God as well! Hallelujah! Amen! Ka-blam ka-boom tat-tat-tat! Praise the hallelujah with 10% and chicken soup – want a blow job with that? – Amen!"
And the Pope begins singing again in the form of the Catholic mass: "Glory be to the vagina from which came Jesus Christ, our Lord! Let us all get in our knees before God, and show him our most blessed oral skills!"
And all the priests & altar boys sing-shout out: "The anus of God has spoken! The anus of God tells us to get on our knees, and use our blessed oral skills for the glory of God! Glory be to the anus of God!"
The harp plays heavenly: "Glory to the anus of God!"
And all the whores & male hustlers sing-shout out: "We are the whores of God! Find all the glories of heaven in our pussies & anuses for hire!"
And then the greasy preacher & the Pope put their arms around each other and face the audience and sing together: "Let the beautiful young nuns lift up their habits and show us their heavenly pussies! Let them show everyone the pearly gates to heaven between their legs! Let the beautiful young nuns open their legs to the priests of love! Let the beautiful nuns feel the blessings of immaculate conception! And nine months later the nuns of love will give birth to endless Christians!"
And the woodwinds all sing: "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!"
While the horns all sing: "Immaculate cOnception! Immaculate cOnception!"
And the ass & elephant & all the pigs-in-suits & the rat & the skunk all come out on stage and put their arms around each other and sing together: "Have some predator drones with your breakfast cereal! Throw in some diabetes with your traffic jams and your spiraling debt – both yours and the government's – which is also yours! Ha ha ha!"
"Ha! Ha! Ha!" laugh all the woodwinds.
And all the unemployed wretches sing together: "We're hungry! We're hungry! Let's eat all the priests & preachers! Let's eat the Pope! Let's eat God! We're hungry! We're hungry! Let's eat all the pigs!"
All the horns & woodwinds sing: "Eat the pigs! Eat the pigs!"
The harp then plays: "Yummy – yummy – yummy!"
Then all the attractive men & women come out on stage and sing: "BUY BUY BUY! Buy some blue sky for your hemorrhoids! Buy some white walls for your insanity! Buy some pharmaceutical pills for your traffic lights! Buy buy buy! Buy some dippity-dop hippity-woppity POP right now!"
And all the unemployed wretches sing together: "GODDAMMIT! WE TOLD YOU SON-OF-A-BITCHES WE DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY TO BUY!"
"Ha! Ha! Ha!" laugh all the woodwinds.
Copyright 2012 by Wolf Larsen