#4; of the hellspawn of Pestilence.

Dangled and fell
out from Chaotic Wellsprings
like a disproportionate funnel
the maladroit colossus
spurred by X
raged in Pestilence.
~
Marsha incognito
for she fled the kingdom in fear
ere the birth of Torquemala
son of a wickedly dispatched Pasty,
nearly tread upon by the creature
a malapropism of enormous breadth
vile rotting and well-favoured,
tho only such as refuse may be described.
He premeditated a close to the reign of X
that vile persona non grata
whose usurpfulness would come to an end.
~
X in a tizzy
adorned with many a tassel
and carried by a host of the foremost
of Pestilence
had bested Miffla, sullen wife
of Amoritorius
and she beget him, X,
a vile witch
loathsome yet winsome
in the art of deceit;
she who would inherit
and ply her wares to the
mired plethora of Pestilence.
~
Now daughter of X
unnamed at birth
and veiled in a drapery cumbersome
to shroud the guilt of her progenitor,
She clutched the strings of the behemoth
that which crawled
from the frothing depth of Demise,
It what had no name
like the witch who then summoned
to ravage in disarray and matted blood fur
her hated father's Pestilent kingdom.

Hail Aardvark continued

Of the Reign of Hastius X

Marsha knew well
the Treachery of X
She wept at the grave of Pasty
Growing a belly, the spawn of her dead paramour
Sired of one buried below Demise
Was destined to
A usurpfulness like no other.

~

Now X knowing of a Pasty retreat
Gave chase of Miffla
Widow of Amoritorius
He who taught Pasty many revilations
Notwithstanding the tainted ant
And the incestuous conquest of Borealis
At the chaotic wellsprings
Of which led to
Nothing good.
~

Alas, due to the imminent
And conclused immoralities
Of a Pestilent tribunal,
Amoritorius untimely ended
Caught in a tryst thus beheaded
In the interest of a balanced Depravity,
A trap set by none other
Than X,
Who then undid his nephew
Pasty, planting seeds of doubt,
Urging revolution against a failed scheme
Devised of course by he, secretly, X.

Further Histories of Pestilence

Following the rule of Aardvark:

Of the demise heaped upon Pasty,
Son of Amoritorius
He that revealed plotted vile of Hastius X,
Know we little
But that he succeeded Aardvark,
Dead of substance abuse; the abuse
Being glutinous abuse of ants.

Poor use of the Porridge subsidy
Amid a failing Depravity
Fed the Pestilent population
Squat,
So a revolution
Spurned by Marsha
Queen of the Pie Plates
Doomed he her paramour
This plucky Pasty,
Buried beneath Demise.

Happenstance of the untimely exit
Of Pasty,
He who knew Marsha
Quite well we have heard,
Hatius X that kept the old ways
In his spare time--
Just a hobby--
Uncovered a second disquiet,
That lied fuming for an age.

But upon a gruel staff
X

Gnarled a famishing repugnance
To the delight of Pestilence
And made him their King.

Pictures from Pestilence

An incomplete account concerning the kings of Pestilence:

Hail Aardvark, king of Pestilence,
The consistency of oatmeal.
In the first wave, mirth
Is an overture to a Boris Depravity
Excavated blindly by Hastius
The Greekless wonder.

Next week the pick and brush
Uncovers a secret of unsustainable
Disquiet, thus upsetting the king,
Who dines on ants.

In a bald attempt by Hastius
To unpack,
The livid disquiet is reviled by Amoritorius
And betrothed to a mossy stump.

The tenuous balance of Depravity
Recoils into mischievous chaotic wellsprings
Of sumptuousness,
Thus confirming the slight,
Revealing recalled overtures
and securing a future Depravity
For the kingdom of Pestilence.