Niberu Attacks

The night sky was rent top to bottom
With a cascade of pure stars
Like a river twixt vertical banks of dull cloud
So it was I was sat up in my thin shawl
Chanting up to it all
From the slope of this hillside

There the Seven Spiralling Sisters
The Pliedes so named
Shining out their brilliance
For so much are they famed
As the star channel seemed opened up
A crystal river in my brain
Touching nodes to those stars within
Linking up for me a capability to see
Sensitive to degrees
Of perception of deceptions truly spied
To see what it is
Of Rebels and Lizards
From these far flung parts
Bringing their lifeforce
Their wars and their arts from long ago
Now remembered in form poetical
So as not to alarm too much
The delicate skin that can not abide
These things coming in

It's a mythopoetic shock that's for sure
There's not alot I can do to button it down
But I'll make it sit well
As I sit well in my gown

And round that rolling sky turned
As I sat chanting
Burning holes in the sky
As I realized
I was sat square on
To Orion's three stars
That belt that he wears
As he hunts and sees far
Sees into my eye as I see back to him
And I know that some story
Is about to begin

A smatter of rain
The scene crystal change
A portal of course
Opens up it's doors
And who's standing there
In garments so queer
Saurian Royalty
Moving in near to me
Beaming down again
Across the tracts of space

Curious now how
I do know his face
It is the Lord Enki
He of whom you may not have heard
But I have have known his golden blood
It tingles inside of me
And I recognize the astral gate
That I have related here
And his eye
Locks on mine
And I feel that dreadful surge inside
As I did when first his DNA
Docked with mine
And I am transported out of time
Jettisoned to fractilize
Witness to his Royal Line
Knowing it was our gold they mined
Flowing in such Royal veins
Did it cause them to see
So Deep into the Mystery
Space travel was easy
(as long as you had the worker bees)
But to liberate the soul?
And to give a soul free will?
It was beyond most God's minds
At that particular hour

They had made a slave trade of our ancestors
Mining gold from the solar systems pastures
We were made first from clay
These Gods witheld their DNA
In making rooms
Suitable Golems choose
We were human homonculine
Who did the work the Gods declined
Stripping the Solar System for gold
Cromagnon Man was the choice for the plan
Recieved some magic DNA from the can
From God overlords Annunaki
Prince Enlil ordained
That they could have so much not more
For the creatures would be hard to control

Anu Sun God
Issued the decree
It was not to be
All these creatures to be free
Yet!

Lord Enki was not like the rest
Lord Enki acted for the best
In making with Cromagnon
He poured more DNA
Than regulation stated
And made a race to be strong and wise
To live to their best and to fractilize
To be on a level and to harmonize
Like the Gods with our gold in thier blood

The plan Enki set good was to liberate man
The spark defiant from his own hand
The gold-greedy Gods could do what they liked
He held the gift and gave it freely

A planet called Tiamat was a hell of a gas
Major strategic prospecting site
And a crazy nightlife alas
Destroyed in the fighting
These Gods were delighting
Orion and Sirius allied for the purpose
Of aquiring mineral rights
On our systems
For they needed the orme gold to fractilize blood
They couldn't do it just because they were Gods
Drones of ourselves DNA weak doing the work
Were unenlightened that all this
Need not be so

For gold we were mining for some other ones minds
Into space they would go but where's that leave us?

The Solar System got wasted
Under attack from invaders
And you bet that made us a little mad
Tiamat was smashed into
By enterprizing King Zuzu
It breaks apart forming the asteroid belt

A piece of it too formed our Earth pearly blue
Yet our meridians all got shot away
We acupunctured with stones
'Cos we were rising from drones
Our DNA responded deep in our bones
Activatin' our native kin tone
Opening up for the first times
In suitable places
Like around the Black Sea
And in the land Sumerian
From where this story came
Civilization's cradle so-called
Mesopotamia Africa
Our first step as travelling man
Heading out from our origins
When it must have been
Pretty much Pangaia Gondwana
Where the continents were all one landmass
And creatures lived that are no more

Here the Annunaki had their Making Rooms
So it is read on the Sumerian Stone
When the human began
Seeding in the land
And went about all over the globe
In the making of this human world
Propagating life seemingly all their own
And leading off through time immemorial
To the present day where sure to say
Darth Vader himself is due
In the rebuilt deathstar Niberu
Riding with the Nazgul
To clash with Unicorns
Of Universal Law
With bets on for the final draw
And Anu vengeful at fall of face
Spying on the human race
Plotting with Illuminati
To settle old scores or so they think
While most of us don't even blink
I guess it passed 'em by
Just some sunspots in the sky
Some fallen spaceships they had to hide
Just someone off their tree
Just some new anomalie
Some corn circles coded
How they're not bent they're noded
But what it means we are not sure

So Kosmik King Arthur Galactic Man
Will have to wake up now it's got that mad
As excaliber's scabbard
Waits in Cedar Row
It's just below
The ancient mile
Zodiacal Children
Uphold the grail
They are tracking the star map
That leads to the dog
That Waggies it's tail
With a wink and a nod
To Sirius's rainbow glower
With our heightened psi power
Climaxed July twenty third
Haven't you heard?
Jedi are giving lessons on
The diamond star grid
To which all zodiac co-ordinates
Are astro-lectrically linked
On a crystal lotus seat
Within a constellation brain
It's a high motivation ratio
It will change your life again
It's fitted in so neat
With delegates replete
From all continuum quarters
All their sons and daughters
Untold hordes of Gods
And all the freaks
Who work against the odds
With incarnations of avatars
Who needy for the work
Are lined up inside Avalon
With their feet upon the earth
Stamping out a rhythm
To lighten up the lines
Crumblin' up corruption
and turnin' round the times
As figures from the tarot
Vie for place with archetypes
Of comparative world view systems
Who are working through the night
As I sit watching from my hillside
With the golden blood a flow
I look out over Apple Vale
And what is it I know?
The Centaur and the Auroch
The Bear and Scorpion
Are calling to the Unicorn
To come at once it's true
To coil it's horn that heals so well
And place it in the dew
For our water has been poisoned
As do glow the fish
To transform it to medicene
Is what we all so wish

So I conferred with Neptune
Who still reigns o'er the sea
To take his chariot and trident
Up to Faslane immediately
And wave it at the nuclear subs
And neutralize their balls
I had to be brave because his tidal waves
Could take out our state city walls
I asked him too about
the state of his sleeping friends
Of Arthur and Kronos
had the Titans sleep come to an end?
He said "Great you've asked
we'll be seeing them again.
For you've told it all about the place
This story of your human race
And cos' that's done t'will come alive
All the Mythos held inside
Is crawling round the Zodiac
Expressed unseen in archetypes
That move independantly
Conforming to you're stories plan

Figures in the land appear
Linking dreamtime imagery clear
In the pool of our mind eye
In the merge of earth and sky
In this bowl of runic soup
We alphabet a cosmic loop
Played music with the group
Acted mysteries with our troupe
Lighted up the sacred grove
Touched to spark some ancient node
In the limelight of our tale
We heard the songline of the whale
The desert men all droned in too
Playing on the didgeredoo

The stage was set with sparkelling stars
The Glastonbury Grail and all zodiacs are
Abundent with cards from the major arcana
And a challenge there was to take place
For under this moon there was a tremor
When people of the Dragon Clan
Went and tuned it in
And the many jewelled Scabbard
Lit up the Cedar Mile
And the blade that runs though Boltonsborough
Switched on it was this while
It was Light Sabre Excalibar
Turned on for us to use
As lights form round Avalon
And they begin to move
The precession of the Equinox
WAs alive opon the Vale
And all creatures astrologic
Were dancing round the Grail
Acting out a sacred play
Moving in symphony
Animated imaginings
Arising from Maltwood's positioning
Aligned to her true poetic heart
Designed intrinsic divine art
Each arch archetype ranging loose
Every one a free will to choose
Finding the key to their own thing
Doin' reiki on their kin
'Specially 'im with 'is injury
The Lance that marred the horserider's back
It was loosed!
With a cry of rage and pain
Arthur had wrenched free the spear
From where it had lodged deep in his flank
And thrown it with faltering strength
At sudden incoming alien assailants
Yes what's this!
What's that!
A surprise attack
Niberu Starfighters painted black!
They swept past and all gave fire
Consequences were looking dire

So the Great Worm of Pitney
Turned and did spit he
And it splattered against
The Dark Lords planes

A small grail that worm bore
In the fashion of an Anklyosaur
The shape of which turned out quite
Useful in the impending frey

The death star was swooping low
Giving off it's dodgy glow
And it sent it's death beam down to our grail

It's chaos down it threw
But the zap was caught
And ran round the grail's bowl
This reflection and richochet
The worm skillfully trained
Straight back to Niberu
And whacked a lump of granite
Out from it's crust

Meanwhile down by Langport
The gurt dog was frantic
Exited by all this
Mad galactic antics

He was barking at the Unicorn
Who was lodged nearby
And peering through from Willow Farm
You could see clearly why
The horn of the Unicorn
It was held aloft
And all the sparkelling cosmic ray
Was moving 'bout like dust

And that hub of fatal science
Hinkley Point by name
Could be said to have an aura
of a radioactive drain
Was now involved with archetype
Of very different brain
As the Unicorn levels his head
And skuffs his hooves
For a one way jousting game

Darth Vader, Moff Tarkim
Anu and Prince Enlil
Were hulled up on Niberu
Borg star machine
What had it seen?
This collective dark mind
It sure skipped a pulse
As it saw the Unicorn
Blip up on the screen

With horn coiled and ready
The Unicorn sped she
Towards the power station
Hinkley Point
As all the while
With their Renegede Queens
Rebel Orions
Slightly off-centeredly
Appeared on the scene
And Sirius let out a terrible blast
From Sauron's second hand
Microwave masts
Enveloped the scene
In a mind jam zone
But the Unicorn stood firm
Though now on it's own
For everything else had melted away
(Though they would return again later that day)

Now down to the river Parrot it dove
It darted arrow like silver alone
Tilting at target in it homed

When down came the Nazgul
Claws rent at it's flesh
But Unicorn magic
Puts them in a mesh!

Annunaki Starfighters
Are close on her tail
Dimension sheilds stop them
And all their shots fail

Flying hooves are all a blur
Going for that cosmic door
Hinkley Point there in her sights
Last hundred feet with all her might
One last spring from Pixie's Mount
In goes the horn
The world goes round
Startled workers do not know
The nature of the sparkly snow
The reason for the spinning earth
Is magnetic poles reversed

The horn is skewered in the wall
And this strange snow it falls
But we have now turned inside out
And from that lowly Pixie Mount
Has sprung non glowing holy light

So our Unicorn
Takes out her horn
Comes to stand and look
AS a wonder takes place
And a colour returns
A world's been replaced
A fountain been born

In the turn of time's timeless clocks
Bardic Tale like a mountain rocks
To where generations flocked
Come to hear the ancestral song
Yes it's been going on quite long
Yet now a tide is turning in the grail
Because it rhymes it bodes ye well
Mark this tide it's fall and rise
Then you won't be quite so surprised
In the landscape of mindquake and wake
It is never too late to recapitulate
It has been a long wait
But the story predates
The lies of the State
Can I relate how great
Is importance of this humming heads worth
Of stories fully heard
You've taken time to assimilate
Here's the mind food on a plate
No one can control your fate

Lord Enki gave the DNA
Or did it come another way?
With Annunaki in control
Most of us seem like trolls
Sauron's Towers help enslave us
Subjects of the microwave
Mordor Mind Technology
From death game toys to chip ID
An electro-magnetic blanket
Tucked in by overlords
Numbing up our psychic life
Puts us compartmentalized
Sleeping when we are awake
Never quite to correlate
Stuck in soap serial movie scripts
Repeating like a record's glitch
Scornful slander boss and worker
Never breaking from that order
That stultifies that gift of life
That gift of choice
That glimpse with light
To see some mystery
Portentious other histories
As I am weaving for you here
That I am leaving for your ear
So it can trickle in your brain
That we might have some hope down here
That we might have some fun again
Appropriately rearranged




(Quite how achedemic this comic adaptation of ancient texts merged with characters from Star Wars the Lord of the Rings, Avalonic Zodiac Cant and the Languedoc 'Language of the Birds' is, is up for debate, but do enjoy, it if you will.)

Avalon by coracle

The battered royal curragh
Carries three away
From a shore besmirched
With smoking pyres
And the slain of Cammlan

Sounds cacophonous that mix
Shouts of victory
With the groans of the dying
Now fade to the dipping of the oars

Wounded grievous by his own bastard progeny
Mordred son of lustful murdered Morgause
So it is Arthur ab Uther Pendragon is tended
As they ripple the water towards Avalon

It was Morgana sister to Morgause
Who eager for him to supplant the throne
Taught the berieved child
Emnity of his father

That sorceress was twisted from the first
By second sighted knowledge of her only brother
Arthur's incestual extramarital conception
When shape-changed
Uther had lain
By Merlin's magic
With Morgana's mother
The unsuspecting Igraine

Morgana set son
To kill father
Foil the cause
That the wizard began

Yet now we see her Arthur heal
Ameliorated in this gliding barge's keel

From the perilous era
After the Roman's rule ran it's course
A real hero or King depending on your source
Arthur arose in our commonly cherished myth history
For who brought us together once
Will do it again it is to be

Here we see him floating to Avalon
Tended by Morgana and Nimue
Sorceresses light and shade
With power equal feared
Come together with tears often
For their once and future king

He moving to his underworld rest
With wounds a plenty
From cuts of his power craving
Magic maddened son
Whom Arthur slew in mortal straits

Yet some deeper filial love
Brought this Morgana
To her brother in this hour of need
She whom with eldritch oft' him tried to kill
Was thwarted each time by Nimue
Now both him tend and heal

So guide they him to Avalon
In slumber we are informed
As others also lie sleeping
Beneath waves and in crystelline caves

Subsumed Titans giants
Conquered by the rising Gods
Of a newer age
But not finally destroyed
Prophesying still
From their deep sleep states

As Atlas to Atlantis
So Giant Albion to Great Britain
Waiting their curtain call
As sleepers awake
(This myth I take from one William Blake)

Nimue was loved of Merlin
She who learned all he gave
She who cast back the circling spell
With which he had her contained

Leaving him to sleep it off
In Butleigh woods for an age
Enchanted by his own enchantry
He could not help but teach her

Does he sleep here
Alongside these others

Does prime bard Taliesin himself
Fly at us through histories haze
To tell the current story
Unended as it was from his time
However blurred the fact and fable

Does he in truth enable us
Entreat us to awake ourselves
To note how that bell once again does toll
That once on Atlantean towers
So did ring

And what is it to us in this age
What of this chivalry and nonsense
What to us in our common place
And mundane electric age
Of techno screams
What from that age
Of sword wrought
Romantisized bowdlerized
Holy what-not justification
Is of use or relevence
To us now?

What of slumbering Titans
What of sleepers that wake
What of prophesying dreamers

What future is now a past projection
Recollection of memory selective
To bring these strains to you

And so what of it all?

Ancient Warriors

Ancient Warriors of these hills
Dome dwellings were crafting
Bent with their fingers skill
Which formed also
The land as it does lie
Well before the plough
Now obscured to modern eye

Yet what I was taught was it were
Harsh barbaric trash that lot
Yet to me they are a past to future
Calling to task that's what

Let us go with them through ages
Seen in time's omnipotent eye
(That knows all beneath
this sun sentinelled sky)
To find a human mirth
A great girth of worth
This hilltop laughs
For me it's people still walk the earth

So for those who laugh at me
"A right one" they say
I may do rites
But left is a much maligned way
Yet where 'ere I go
I'll tap bardic flow
And look with an eye
That once I know skried
A landscape

I dream'd I'd seen scenes
Of their houses and homes
-a hundred host
I saw all sorts I'm sure
Full grown youth elder and child living close
Encamped in the land that they loved the most
Calling to me now
As I sit with crow
And my cloak opens up
This vista to you
Once peopled these hills
Once peopled again
Build harmoniously now
For foundations remain
Yes again once again
Comes the timeless refrain

For the time is now when bards wake from death
Where inquisition fires took up our mortal flesh
Yet from where we were burned
That time has it turned
And we must emerge from our forced sleep
No longer held back on the pain of that sorrow
But skywarding on with a song of tomorrow
It's a song that is old and it's one that I borrowed
It's a message of hope on an old rotten road
It's a vow that is taken and not about faking
It's about healing the stealing of those Inca's gold

Because I tell most lies
My lyre will spell it out
-from where we began
See through such eyes as we have discussed
See through the surrounding golfcourse (such I curse)
To one metropolis top
Megalithic citadel of one common lot
Revealed as words unveil the trail
From past to future this culture hails

Our purposes now must intwine to survive
It's climate change surely that's showing us why
It's now and it's here and everyplace
Watch now as this all shows a face

And if we can attend we'll work out the how
With action make means to end all this now
Re-people the hills with harmonious homes
I know the council
Would quickly evict all the domes
But here's my own future vision
Once a split second glimpse
Of how we can be living in synergetic style digs
That fit in with our needs not exascerbate greeds
That have got us all into these perilous fields

Once an atom is split
There is no denying it
Yet Lovelock chains Gaia
To the nuclear path
Dares not to say that this age can pass
When machines exponential need for more power
Is our only course in this deadly hour

What! Atomics for fuel who's fooling who?
We don't need that much yet more subtle a touch
Livin' in a hut
It's a hint
With wind and solar
If we catch gust and glint
That's spoken out loud by this common bard
and other brave questors many at large
Are making brave gestures to sort out this farce
I know that what's done could be said to be sparse
But vision seeded this poem instructs it will last
And we shall be freed from the national grid's clasp.

Go then span out some blessed plot
It's not something one has got
It's not something one can own
But some kind of magic matriculation we are shown
It is granted because we are born from it
I've seen it visioned and the vision fits
Into the hills environment
I know there are those who will resent
But that world is vulnerable stuck in cement
The enclosures act
borders tax and war
What can a poor man say? Well
Ancient hills speak of another way

So from a vision seeded in my nineteenth year
Much has grown in this time it has appeared
Dear people it's a common future dream
In the face of ten thousand ten million
Techno dislogical nightmare schemes

For poesy and technos in the original tonue
Are poetry and technology as they now are sung
Are essences made from intellect's raw hewn hearts
Newly divorced from their fable
In the philosophic cradle of ancient greek minds
The effect of such sages through subsequent ages
Was though to be good but has prooven unkind

For it formed a disunion polarized human kin
From inside the mind so to outside at large
Sad society's wars violent cycles cause
Making rife the broken lives
That translates into sharper knives
Longer stronger better till gunpowder bangs
And atomic dust is result of our crimes

It's a logical step
So here's one to bless
I suggest it is best
To take the best of the rest
Attest we have raped
With the worst of machines
Acknowledge we also
Can clean up these scenes

A conquest internal to external heal
A radical reach out one we can feel
For technos is not wrong or in itself bad
But balance to poesy once we all had

Who can reach out o'er this dying land
Who can draw forest from desert sand
Who can resolve conflict be not fearful of love
So we can be happy as below so above
A culture is here and is speaking so clear
Of mending and blending
Not of bleeding and bombing

It's a call for all bards to speak for the earth
An action all healing not a death dearthing dirge

We are human kin of the eternal race
We have inherant poise love compassion and grace
Beautiful lives if we'll give them a go
I hope you've enjoyed my first bardic show





(Written during and in the two weeks after a journey up to Mutter's Moor, behind Peak Hill cliffs in Sidmouth Devon in 2006).

Tara oh Tara!

Tara oh Tara
Seat of ancient Kings
Tara oh Tara
Of your majesty still
I sing
Resonating songs
In your Hall of Old
Your Trumpets fanfare
Is blasting bold
Calling at hour of need
To any and all
To be here with us now
To awake these sleeping Halls

Tara oh Tara
Upon you they feed
Scarring you marring you
With mechanised motives of greed
Whose corporate wormtongues
Speak so clever
To make you believe
That it is all for some great worth
Progress of development that destroys
Is the creed of that clanking knight
But his shining armour is redolent with shyte

The detritus of tarmac carbon monoxide
Light pollution roadside services
And factories
Of the inevitable appearance
Of satellite towns and low frequency
Ever audible rumble of road rage
No escape from the noise or petrol haze

Tara
Once strategic, now
Spiritual eye of Eire
Tara
We cannot let your splendour
Be marred and die
Tara
It cannot be your link trans-life to land
With noble craft and tale of the folk
From these subtle worlds between here
And there
Be destroyed
and finally forgotten


Up on Tara Hill
The fey walk still
By machines throb awoken
A long silence has been broken
And at this last ditch moment
Who will come to the pitch?
Who will delight
To join with Lugh’s light?
Who will come to Tara
Who will heed that trumpet and song?
The moment has opened
For we now evoke
Your Finian Warriors
From words so spoken

Lament for the Tara landscape 2008

A bitter rain fall on your corporate schemes
Whose gutters run rancid with extortionate greed
That drains green verdure for acrid tar lanes
The price of this slice in real terms...insane
Flushing us foully with deceptions of mind
That convince the brain with betrayal sounding kind
That jobs are to be had and progress to be made
Causing a possesion of mind to which you would be amazed
All of an accord people will do their bidding
Corporation shovels to do the digging
This top heavy robot of progress
Is crashing it's weight all around the globe
Has come to the oldest that yet we know
Come to the badlands come to Meath
Where remotest antiquity is hidden beneath
Foolhardy men, brains tied to a machine
Reason development is morally clean
To do as it will as the law permits
And if it doesn't then it will make it fit
Not hateful I but brimming with satire
At the wheels and the cogs who are up for hire
To build this road from Dublin to Kells
Turning Ireland's heaven to a rat run in hell
Feeding their families on dollars of death
Choking nature heeding no request
Of voices whose tones belong
To creatures who would rather their homes
Were not trashed for that wasteland of mechanical drones
From the motor car juggernaut cult
Forming deep grooves in the land as result
Ploughed in with money of land murdering mind
Employing architects hired...not to find
But to keep up appearances
Ah such a merry dance it is
As their real work is smothered
By the confusing cover
Of the power mighty men in the corporation macs
Luminous reminders of the complete lack
Of integrity in carrying out the work
That scars a most ancient valley with tar besmirched
But this is not a distant concern
Look around, does this world burn?
Yet truth to say as we shall learn
It presages the little people's return.

Gates of EDO (to the tune of Bob Dylan's Gates of Eden)

Of fear and war the twisted truth
Is money made from death
By companies who truly know
Their contracts are the best
The buisness is an old one
Their consciences are clean
It all goes on inside the gates of Edo

The cancer grows with legal arms
Part-made within the gates
Where precision engineers
Make triggers to rain hate
On enemies around the world
Whoever they may be
Their fate is sealed inside the gates of Edo

A tiny pimple it is true
Compared to the arms trade
The nessicery componants
However here are made
And if Edo is only small
It was not here before
And death drives out from the gates of Edo

A surrounding fence was placed
When protestors did complain
Get out of our fair city now
Get out you work for shame
With their racket of saucepan lids
Against the horror of all bombs
Such is the scene outside the gates of Edo

Of national security
The manager he spoke
Complicity to kill aside
He seemed a decent bloke
But security for England
Is dismembering Iraq
It doesn't matter to those at Edo

The factory EDO/MBM is America's ITT now
Over Brighton's one time peace city
Gathers an ominous cloud
Do I have need of philosophy
To proove it's wrong to kill?
Money talks inside the gates of Edo

The servile soldiers are equipped
With weapons and then trained
In warfare for the father land
And never to complain
But if there were no weapons made
Then they would have no job
And there would be no gates of Edo

The questions they all run so deep
If you question war
The language speaks about defence
But attack is what it's for
And causes made to kill others
Will one day return home
This cause is made inside the gates of Edo

I asked what would employees do
With their considerable skills
If they had another job
Than making tools to kill
It seems they're happy at their work
And must be eager for more war
War pays the wage for those at Edo

Lost Troubadours

Lost Troubadours
Return to Earth
From Planet Magmu
Across the vastness of space
In the next door galaxy
Magmusian Winged Cats are there
Called Xarararax
Who joined them in their starry flight
Cosmic companions
Their story is not well known
Forgotten long it was
In the crash of violent waves
That carried Atlantis off
Rising waters killed the most
Survivors there were few
Some tell the tales of boats that sailed
Others there were that flew

Enshrouded in their DNA
Opon a mushroom spore
In this way they moved through space
And could the void endure
After a very long time
They found Planet Magmu
Where they befriended many cats
Who could all fly too
They stayed there for very long
Obtaining psychic skills
From the cats who were so wise
And with great wisdom ruled
The starry wheels turned in the sky
And time came to return
For a distress call from the earth
Had given them some concern

The Troubadour's return
Is in the nick of time
For the Earth is rank
With the stench of corporate rats
Who have it by the nads
When the cats saw where it was at
They knew just what to do
A meeting was held by troubadours twelve
But where were the Cats of Magmu?
They had sniffed out Parliament
It was overrun with rats
They licked their lips and had a feast
And really that was that
Xarararax Magmusian Cats
Did not eat all the rats
That would be bad ecology
And they can't fly if they get too fat.


(This song I sing to the tune of 'Lyte Wake's Dirge')