Number 9ish

What is your conscience worth to me
The sum of the core of an apple tree?
The hide and seek of future MPs
The echo of rainforest dwellers that sneeze
A dog in a bath is a rhyme and a half
A cow couldn’t tickle my chin
But whatever the score by the end of the night
We are keeping the hungry thin

With a handful of nukes and a spanner
We can limit ourselves to peace
But with warts in our hands and the General’s love
We’ll do better by behaving like beasts

Could tomorrow be no more the daydream
Of yesterday’s timeless rewind
Coz the day after that is the memory of two months from now
With a hobnailed mind
I delve I delve into the lake
Into the lake of fire
My mother insisted my skin was asbestos
But she is a ludicrous liar
I burn I burn once in the lake
Once in the lake of fire
For one fleeting second whilst I was consumed
The flames could be seen to burn higher

Four walls and another surround you
You’re covered in acid and blood
Your skin has been flayed off
Your mouth has no teeth
And you’re up to your nipples in mud
You’ve two broken legs
And four broken eyes
Seven hairs left and only one bum (remember that kids)
You’ve had Smack, Wack and Cannabis
Heroin and Pills
Nitrous Oxide and twelve kegs of rum
There’s a nine-foot barbarian with a railway spike
And some pitbulls, an owl and two frogs
Forty naked dictators with various kit
And your family riding on mogs
They’re all out ta getcha
Revenge in their eyes
But what is your crime?
Do you know?
Well your crime was completing the reading of this;
Just destroy it by scrunching, and throw