the Brother of Time and Nephew of Space;
the Master of Mists and Maths;
and in little mike version 2.0;
Big Mike's only kid, world record holder in the triple-jump;
who was conceived on a twirling mountain that was underwater and on fire;
born of a woman with two vaginas;
who was teased mercilessly by Science Steve for his lisp and lame left foot;
who eventually killed and buried himself;
who partook in rigorous physical and speech therapy in the grave;
and came back 6 weeks later by shooting himself out of the underwater twirl-fire mountain.
He shot up to Space and fist bumped Big Mike;
and landed in the Auditorium where he placed second in the Science fair, narrowly beating Science Steve and his potato compass.
And I believe middle Mike, who came from the smaller and weaker of the vaginas;
even though he doesn't do much.
I believe in the annual underwater spinning science fair;
the Fellowship of the Triple-Jumpers;
the condemnation of Steves;
the idea of second chances;
and life everlasting.
Amen
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