Straight from the Horse’s Mouth
Posted in Awesome, Barbaro, Bullshit, Death, Oddities, Poetry on June 28th, 2007 by Atlas Cerise
O’ dear friends, it’s me, Barbaro!
I’m writing to let you all know
That although I am gone
Fertilizing the lawn
There’s a message I wish to bestow.
You “animal rights” people claim
That my death was a terrible shame
But I’d rather be dead
Than cooped up in a shed
And be forced to run circles for fame.
So relax, for it could have been worse
Like The Godfather scene so perverse
My head in a bed
In a pool of bloodshed
(Or worse yet, a cheap leather purse!)
The fact of the matter, you see
Is that running makes me want to pee
I’d much rather rot
Than set off in trot
With some little fucking jockey.
So fans of mine, please, no remorse!
I’ve just become “One with the Force”
I like being glue
So I bid you adieu
FOR CHRIST’S SAKE I’M JUST A DAMN HORSE!










