Serving God: Dice, lightly coat and then reassemble all pieces of the Diety, preheat oven to 425 degrees, standby fire drill, all hands on deck

 

It must be brutal

Eating all that strudel

Making appointments for your poodle

At the hot springs sushi bar groomer

The whole kit and kaboodle

Eviscerates your cosmic noodle

Fruitless to pursue

A furtive, restless dance ensues

Nonetheless

Breaking out in my hallway

Of all places

The stairs are a point of contention

There's no mistaking the intention

Bootstompingly giddy good times

Nothing to apologize for, my mere mortals 

The deity chortles and fixes an

Eggs Benedict real quick

To further obfuscate the situation

Pardon my sneezes

As they obliterate continents

Rattling their contents

And resulting in 

Accidental dismemberment

Remember

Don't forget

You tied the knot

Of your own blindfold

That chokehold

Is still you

Trying to make believe it's all true

Because what's more real than

Oh, let's say, torture...death and gloom

To brighten up a room?

Once upon a cat

Too smart to chase its tail

Came a dog too jaded to convince him to try

Together, they both lie

In their own way

The cat less apologetic

Because

Who cares about the philosophical meanderings

Of a dog

Anyway?

I mean, really, who does?

Nobody, that's who! 

Now leave me to my nap

Motherfuckers

And be quiet about it!

Sheesh!