jeudi 17 janvier 2013


Wolf, wolf, wolf,
In the cornfield I'm hiding.
Wolf, wolf, wolf,
In the cornfield he is seeking.
Wolf, wolf, wolf,
He is after me.
Wolf, wolf, wolf,
He's trying to reach me.
Wolf, wolf, wolf,
He wants to catch me.
Wolf, wolf, wolf,
The steps are getting closer.
Wolf, wolf, wolf,
My strength is getting weaker.
Wolf, wolf, wolf,
He longs to eat me.
Wolf, wolf, wolf, 
I can feel him near me.
Wolf, wolf, wolf,
He's about to get me.
Wolf, wolf, wolf,
Daddy please don't hurt me.

jeudi 3 janvier 2013


Once I had a song in my head
No music was good enough for me, I wanted to listen to it instead.
This song was very loud
I could hear it even in a crowd.
And, I couldn't sleep for it was noisy,
I couldn't weep, couldn't hear my pain easily.
So I tried to sing another song,
But the first one sang along.
Even under water, 
That damned song was louder.
Being so sick and tired of the chorus
I joined a circus,
Where I became a one woman orchestra,
Disguised in Lady Godiva.

A few years later, I was hanging myself.

samedi 22 décembre 2012


Snow White is a boss and she holds a sweatshop.
The seven dwarfs are working without a stop.
They are assembling shoes for little rich children.
But in fact all they really want to know is that the work is done.
Snow White is a bitch, she makes them work like little robots.
Since she is so powerful, she doesn't fear any kind of revolt.
But on one particularly day,
Grumpy threw all his work away.
And a riot began,
Snow White would better have run.
They caught her and put her in a fridge, in order to freeze her.
Snow White was dead an hour after.
Many years later, a prince came out of nowhere,
Looking for a rich princess who could give him an heir.
But all he found was this cold meat,
He married this ice lady who wouldn't move a single bit.

Lately, I heard him told his colleagues that his wife was frigid.

vendredi 21 décembre 2012


Once I had a lover, strong and tall.
He was so angry that he swallowed me all.
Inside of his belly,
I caressed him so gently.
I settled on his insides,
Making my own house, but no one was by my side.
I began to feel lonely, angry, my lover would not spit me out.
I started to beg, kneeling, praying, complaining,
But my host wouldn't hear what all this was about.
So, I banged my head against the wall,
Tickled his stomach with a feather, hung myself with my arms to his ribs.
However, he wouldn't throw me up hence, I started to dig a hole.
My lover complained about some burns in his stomach,
So I screamed "Let me out for God's sake!".
I dug, scratched his flesh with my nails, bit and ripped out some pieces of his belly.
I started to turn crazy for I was so angry.
Then, finally, I saw the light which blinded me.
So, I pushed and I pulled the skin to find my way out of the body.
At last, outside, I saw my lover had died because of me...