New York Busted

New York, New York
World Trade Center Towers,
Like London bridge
Came crashing down.
But was it the news?
Or was it a scene?
A disaster movie?
Or something obscene?

A reality bubble inflated with gas
Gave birth unto something
That’s busted its ass.
An alien glistening, hissing uncoiled,
Dripping with hate and afterbirth soiled,
Jetted downtown into Seinfield’s block
To burn Jerry’s jokes,
Every one in his stock.

Jerry was mortified. 
His quips no longer seemed funny. 
Crowds gathered for miles around,
Angrily demanding their jokes back. 
A two year old screamed for blood
And The President said,
“Take this bottle in remembrance of me,
For this is your vengeance;
The sacrifice of your enemies.”
The Child drank itself back to sleep. 
The crowds went back to their laughs
And although The Emperor’s Clothes had been rent,
He was saved by the curtain.

Here we go round the mulberry bush
With the teddy bears,
One step
Two step
And we all fall down.