The Book of Ataxia is a collection of small pieces written by myself over the years, as well as excerpts from some of the many scriptures I have written that are not yet featured here on 23AE. They are now cobbled together into one whole for easy browsing.
To the tune of “Glory (gory) ol’ Discordja”
She ripped her belly open with her grease-and-snot stained claws
Then tweaked a rotten apple that she stored with monkey paws
Oh, that crazy bitch will throw you, she will make you ooo and ahh,
And sometimes even Baaaaaa…
Her Preyer
We believe in Eris the sometimes-bitchy
Chaotic purveyor of Earth
We believe in Emperor Norton, her only son, our loony.
He was conceived a while ago but given a rebirth by Lord Omar and the pen of Mal.
We suffer under various leaders, are cruelly ignored and shrugged off.
The universe continues to sink into Babylon.
When the 5th Season is over we will rise again and go about our business.
We are laying at the left hand of the Hot Mama.
Who can’t be bothered to judge the cabbages and the Subgenii, but if she did
Her mercy would have no bounds (maybe).
We believe in the corruption of the Popes,
The disorganization of their churches,
The communion of the hot dog buns,
The forgiveness of orderly thoughts,
The resurrection of former addictions
And of life spent hedonistically in Castle Chaos…
Awomen.
Let’s Make the Cabbage Shout NARF!
Now believe me when I tell you that my song is really true.
I want everyone
To listen and believe
It’s about the time I let my pineal flow
Middle of the mall; put on quite a show.
I laughingly pontificated proudly that it worked.
Stroking their long canes, old ladies they did stare
And I still remember Eris, mumbling and crazy-mad,
“Why did you wake me; You will pay!”
Oh, Eris and Norton and Gulik, Wilson/Shea;
Mal is helping Hill helping to find Eris today!
And, all the while, in a gland within your head
All of your old programs burn away!
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