November 17, 2010

A Two-Bit Witch

Her reach for self-glory
A most unpleasant story
Not fun to re-tell
The tale of her hell
(Didn't go very well)

She waits with impatience for the magic to start
She said that it's love but it's push with no heart
She looked in your eye, then you started to twitch
You got hooked, little fish, by a two-bit witch

She made you feel good
When she showed you the store
You felt grateful inside
You had wished you had more

She said "have some cool"
Then you started to itch
The goal is control
For a two-bit witch

Now that you further weaken
And sense never seekin'
Nothing's right where you're at
All your food turns to fat

You're hot on the outside,
Cold on the inside
Now you can't even cry
Do you want to know why?

      You got bit on the butt buy a progress slut
      You got scratched in the snitch by a gnostic bitch

When you gave up on wisdom
Then you started to twitch
You were scammed
Then flim-flammed
By a two-bit witch

      You got bit in the butt by a two-bit witch
      You've been scratched on the snitch by a two-bit witch
      You developed a rash, then you fell for her pitch
      The weak are a meal for a two-bit witch

She said "Free your ass and your mind will follow"*
In time you could see that her dictates were hollow

It's going to take work to escape and proceed
It ain't like this witch in the end can succeed

Though sad to see all this futility's hurt
Oh most blessed day, when this witch will revert

     You searched without meaning, then developed a twitch
     You were bound and then tamed by the two-bit witch.

She gave up long ago
That hard-minded bitch
She now seeks for your lifeforce
Our two-bit witch

(*An inversion of the teaching of Funkadelic, July 1970, and the Buddha, Christ and Tao, much earlier.)