A Mudlem Melody

A Mudlem Melody

Strict and stern

with a mouth full of jellied peas

and a pocketful of lost toys

he really oughtn't be surprised

that the neighborhood bullies and bad guys

found him a delight to mock and badger.

One innocent night, drinking hot honeyed gruel

and watching the one-eyed gorgon

prance upon his video box,

it occurred to him to open his wayward window

singing a solemn hymn to the great and beneficent

old goat in the sky.

Some bully boys passing by thought of pissing

along his immaculate gate

but then

hearing him wailing his catechism

thought what a pisser it would be

to take him with them on a merry little date.

Just a joke, you see, to while a bit of time

until their later larceny.

They took him to the graveyard, of course, 

boogey woogeyed and pushed him down

into the rancid rain layering the ground.

Thus planted, he made an awful sound,

a pealing wailing cacophony, so loud, and

unappetized they all fled, laughing in glee 

to make it a farce.

As he was becoming quite hoarse,

and perceived his alonement

he lowered his voice in atonement

to the spirits disturbed in their sleep.

Settling down to his new abode seemed appropriate.

You might see him there yet, ranting about the Reaper

who keeps him out in the wet and won't let him sing.