From underneath this building
it's best
to take a pass
as someone
up above
is unleashing gas.
The crepitating gargoyle
is not here
to perform
but he's tooting up
quite
a storm.
So the architect
took the gargoyle
to therapy
for hypnosis
and to set him
free.
The gargoyle
no longer
makes that noise
although
he's still unable
to regain his poise.
Now he
hiccups
endlessly
for everyone
below
in order to see
that a gargoyle
by nature
lives up to his hype
and as the guardian
of this building
he's not the silent type.
He just insulted
a lady
with a big wide load.
Her sorry ass
was blocking
the road.
He heckled
a man
with no hair
to get a rug
and put it
there.
The crepitating gargoyle
as you can
see
cannot be censored
and must
be free.
So to conclude
this story
as a morality tale
there was one direction
left
in which he could not fail.
A politician's life
was the place
to go
shitting
on all of the people
down below