Note: If you start off singing to the tune of that bloody olympic
torch song and then follow it up with "Hail To The Thief" uh, I
mean "Chief," you'll start to get the idea.

I LOVE being silly!!!!!

Enjoy my lovelies!

-H.I.M.

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"All Hail The Next Big Thing"

All hail the next big thing.
All gather 'round as we
dance and sing it's praises.

Somehow the general taste
has headed southward.
Somehow the emperor
has gone and lost his clothes.

A lovely little PDA
you have right there my friend.

How much memory does it have?

How many Paris Hilton videos
does one person need?

And TiVO records all day long.

The unblinking camera eye
captures reality
in a pigs eye.

Yet no cameras over there.

All hail the next big thing.
Crown the idiot king.
Someone pass the dunce cap.

Somehow the ballots
ended up on a bonfire.
Where did these idiots
come from anyway?

A lovely little Blackberry
you have right there my friend.

Can you Google the truth?

How many more innocent lives
does this machine require?

Onward to Zion.

Still no truth from over there.

All Hail the idiot king.
The last stream has been poisoned
and still we can't eat money.*

Can you handle the truth?

*per Hopi prophesy

© 2006 by Howard Indian Muse / Muse Me Up! LTD.

Aho.