Heaven and hell you wouldn't know
Seated with decorum we undulate on this crazy train
There go those viscous verminous war pigs sitting opposite
Breathing their locomotive vapor breath/locoweed
Stench upon us yet once again
Enough to leave you defiled dazed and confused
With an evil looking demons eye malodorous
The malignant barbarian gazes at all
Then that little mirthless monster of a voodoo child
Running helter skelter rampant up and down
I'm praying for it to trip into a vortex and fall
Hells bells we're on the chasm of lunatic fringe
Through the window I see beckon a black moon
We'll soon become demented unsatiable paranoid
There's the anamorphosis woman parading
Like an enigma mississippi queen some are becoming annoyed
The sinister obese female clothed completely in red
Really appears as lucifers devious fire woman to me
I bet that divisal belladonna bitches crystal
Darkling stormbringer ravages we'll also see
I'm begining to feel fraught comfortable numb
So I won't care if it is the gruesome end
With frailty I shall Hymn 43 begin to hum
Author notes
Option Songs:Heaven and Hell, Paranoid, Lunatic Fringe, The End ,Helter Skelter Mississippi Queen, Locomotive Breath, War Pigs, Dazed and Confused, Hymn 43, Hells Bells,
Voodoo child, Comfortably Numb, Crazy Train,, Demons Eye Fire Woman ,Stormbringer Black Moon, Bitches Crystal, The Barbarian.
A contest entry
- Contest, Wordbanks, Dark Writes (MANIACALLY MACABRE GROUP ONLY) by IntimidusRex by IntimidusRex.
1800 points, ended December 15, 2009, 6 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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A real Crazy Train treat
I love how you have played this into a train ride. You can find just such hilarities and odious creatures riding the subways of major cities all over. But if I had to venture, this could be any one of NYC metro lines that you have written of. Ozzie would be most proud of your Crazy Train and ask when its his turn for the thrill. My favorite part.
Then that little mirthless monster of a voodoo child
running helter skelter rampant up and down
I'm praying for it to trip into a vortex and fall
I can see this little monster running rampant, creating hacoc and driving all insane.
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Good Write
I counted 15 songs in the poem, but missed a few of what you had. I worked overnights at a classic rock station in Denver for 2 years and this poem could have been very well taken from my play list. Good Job
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I like how you handled this but if you read under dark writes the idea was to combine the two banks using the minimum from both and rule 5 was to list all song titles and words used.
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I have edited & now have song titles & word bank they are in my AN & author
comment, both banks now!!! Phew brain strain I think Iam still on that darn train
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