I’ve lately been hard at work writing some nonsense poems in the comments on a friend’s Dark Shadows parody videos. One of the main characters is a vampiric Viscount.
A tapestry
of bizarrerie
A window
filled with fog
Sophistry
is blasphemy
and I forgot
to walk the frog.Bats are on the wing
the Viscount starts to sing
The wolves all howl
with wild canid joy
Beware!
Take Care!
That voodoo doll
is not a toy.
Jokes were being made about the series’ lack of sustained narrative coherence, so I said, “Coherence is for cowardly conservative conformists!” and added this:
Popcorn octopus blackberry
Informal lighthouse scary
Aglet title delivered
Car horn hemlock shivered
