Who would steal the outhouse from a church?

November 8, 2010 at 4:51 am (creative writing, entertainment, humor, life, play, poetry, random, Writing)
Tags: entertainment, humor, life, out-house, poem, poetry, random, Writing

 x-files comes alive every night 

tiny flashing green beings at my neighbor’s trailer

every evening after the lights go out they dance

bopping and weaving they sparkle so bright

around their old outhouse like some mad demon sprites

but all that will change tonight

cause now there’s a holy shit-house on that pagan site

 

“Illustrations” are gleefully requested.