Thursday, August 30, 2012

The Mormons


*Inspired by the joke that the Space Pirates look like Mermen and are therefore "Mormons"

Mormons;
Mormons;
Mormons;
Mormons.

    In all your bases -
    and yes they belong to us -
    we swim,
    destroying all of Mrs. Purple's things.

    In your ship -
    and yes it does belong to us -
    we're taking our cookies back
    and knocking down your suit,
    Mrs. Purple.

    You say "Mormons" and laugh,
    but we mean business,
    ready to use our claws,
    of course.

    Samus, you run,
    but we get up all in our bases
    and make sure you cannot win;
    we're Mormons, Mrs. Purple,
    and we can walk damn fine.
    In all your bases -
    and yes they belong to us -
    we swim,
    destroying all of Mrs. Purple's things.
    
   We came for our cookies,
    and we shall defeat you,
    for the sake of cookies;
    for the sake of Mormons;
    for Joseph Smith.

Blocking you from your powerups,
Infiltrating your privacy,
Ushering your defeat in,
Bringing a new era.

In all your bases -
and yes they belong to us -
we bring a new era,
In which all shall revel,
Except for you, of course.

OM NOM NOM,
That chocolate chip cookie
Is delicious,
Mrs. Purple.

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