Saturday, July 4, 2009

The Baloney Theorists.

That was a rainy eve.

The Baloney Theorists came

running into the "Shack"--The five star hotel

near the seashore

from their cars, without an umbrella.

They dressed in rags. Behind them, were

the politicians, to whom the cars belonged,

with umbrellas, all in one colour,

not blue and not green from the primary colours.

When they entered, the king closed the crystal door.

They reached a huge hall, with closed door.

One among them, bony, weak and insane looking,

opened the door frantically.

Inside there was nothing

other than women who wore, nothing.

The skinny one, undressed; caught one.

Others just did the same. No innovations!

The politicians met in the other room.

"Let them enjoy and let us concoct

the newest of its kind, a reality theory.

For we are the theorists

and they are political puppets."

"The Baloney Theory": one said.

"To block the light,

to turn the 'up', into 'down',

and to create more morons!"

The Baloney Theory activated.

The night became day

and eve became morn,

good became bad

and bad turned good.

The only one laughed, was God.

For, he had turned insane!

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