WFRL: The Popes of Laodicea

The Monkees
The Porpoise Song
WFRL's Official Theme for The porpoise driven Popes of Laodicea

My, my the clock in the sky
is pounding away
There's so much to say
A face, a voice, an overdub
has no choice
And it cannot rejoice
Wanting to be, to hear and to see
Crying to the sky

But the porpoise is laughing
good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye

Clicks, clacks
Riding the backs of giraffes for laughs
is alright for a while
The ego sings
of castles and kings
and things
That go with a life of style
Wanting to feel,
to know what is real
Living is a lie

But the porpoise is waiting good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye

THE LIGHT
A poem, by Infidelicate Emeritus

As the LIGHT
breaketh free of
the bush covered sky
the masses of the
hopiates, made up
of the vaginas
and the peni

groaned under
the weight
of the hopiate
hangover
crying out to
the LIGHT filled
sky

I SAW WEAKNESS ! ! !
I WON'T BE ABLE TO SLEEP NOW ! ! !

Congratulations received
earlier that day no longer
mattered
The hopiate masses,
devastated by the
mustard colored shit
filled speech looked
around in disbelief
as THE LIGHT fucked up
the oath he was to take.

The cries of vaginas
and peni will echo
through the centuries:

I saw weakness ! ! !
I won't be able to sleep now ! ! !

I saw weakness ! ! !
I won't be able to sleep now ! ! !

I saw weakness ! ! !
I won't be able to sleep now ! ! !