You, Me, Mr. Mephistopheles And Nanabozho too!

Chapter 1

The Chosen One

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 Based on True Events

 

Once upon a time
In 1883
In a boarding school
Taught by fools
There was a little girly
Named Carrie
Of a tribe
Called the Potawatomi
Of a people
Called the Anishinaabe
Who was so awfully
Lonely
This girl
Loneliest in the world
Just lost her sister
Julie
Walked onto the Hereafter
Tuberculosis
Sent her to Jesus
Separated from her
Mommy
And daddy
Her family
Her whole community
I must profess
She was completely
Lost in sadness..

Late one night
Crying in her bed
She noticed somebody
Quite queer
Watching over her head
Head like an owl
Horns like a deer
Body like a tree
Floating gracefully

"W-w-who are you?"

Asked Carrie
Very meekly

"Why
I'm Mr. Mephistopheles!"

Was his reply
Gentle voice
Coming off quite nice

"An Ayazhe'ni
Of the Anishinaabe
A Watcher in the Sky
Sent from you Ancestry
To keep you in safety!"

Carrie
Was amazed to see
Mr. Mephistopheles
Moved around so gracefully
Oh so quietly
Branches growing
Trunk swirling

"An Ayazhe'ni?"

Carrie
Asked Mr. Mephistopheles

"Yes
An Ayazhe'ni
A guardian
Provides protection
For the children!
A servant
Of the Gitche-Manitou
God that Made and Loves You
Me
He
She
Everything That Ever Be
Through Out All Eternity
For He Is You
Me
He
She
Everything That Ever Be
Through Out All Eternity
The All
Lord of the Most Wondrous Hall
Our Father in the Sky
Lord Most High
God You Can't Deny
God of Your Ancestry
God of Gods
God of the Indians
Grandfather Great Mystery
Great Creator and Shaper
Master
Of All Games
Father
Of Jesus
God of Many Names
Because That's How Great He Is!"

Carrie watched
As Mr. Mephistopheles
Floated across her room
In the moonlit gloom
Antlers gleaming
Eyes glowing
Brown bark
Glistening in the dark

"You said
Protect me
From what
Mr. Mephistopheles?
Do you know
My mommy
And daddy?"

Asked Carrie
Wiping her eyes
From her lonely cries

"Yes I do!
Its true
Master of Popularity
Is me
Mr. Mephistopheles
I know everybody
Within Eternity!"

He
Told she

"I'll keep you in safety
From evil men
Who prey on children
In the middle of the night
Fill them with fright
As they sleep
And dream deep!
Because their dreams
Aren't theirs to keep
See
Things aren't as they seem!"

Replied Mr. Mephistopheles
Spinning madly,
Changing his body,
Becoming an angelic twink
With a devilish wink
Glowing so warm
Floating in the air
Blond hair
Shining and silky
Clad in purple and gold
Uniform
Like a hero so bold

"See
I'm Potawomi
Just like you Carrie!
Used to be a Gay Porn Star
Known near and far
Made pornos with plots
Containing lots of deep thoughts!
But in 1994
There was a car crash
And upon the dash
My head did smash
But you see
We Potawatomi
Serve the Gitche-Manitou
God that Made and Loves You
So Eternity
Is a guarantee
For we!
The Gitche-Manitou
Made me new!
Crafted me
A new body
Sent me
From Eternity
Into Creation
On a mission
A long chore,
A Time War!"

Said Mr. Mephistopheles
As he flipped
Back to an Ayazhe'ni,
Swirling
Tree trunk
Entwined
All around Carrie's bunk
With his owl head
Snuggling comfortably
Next to Carrie

"Doing it for our tribe
The Potawatomi
And our people
The Anishinaabe
And Every Tribe
You Can Describe
On all of Turtle Island
This Continent so grand!
The title

"A Record
Of the Secret War
Between the Anishinaabe
And the Black Nobility"

Look over there!
The Indian with the four feathers
In his hair
In the corner!
He's our director!"

Carrie
Was so distracted by
Mr. Mephistopheles
Ayazhe'ni
Of the Anishinaabe
She didn't see
An Indian Chief
Smoking a pipe full of tobacco
Sprinkled with keef
Giggling like a wacko
Staring at a glowing ball
Sitting next against the wall
He did see
Carrie
Staring at he
In disbelief
But that Chief
Eyes and pearly white teeth
Glowing in the night
Jumped right
Next to her bed
Flipping in flight
Landing gracefully

"Bozho!"

Said the Chief
To Carrie

"Don't panic!
I'm not Satanic!
It is I,
Nanabozho!
Chief
Of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
Thief
Of the Spear of Destiny
Slayer
Of the New World Order
Hunter
Of the Giant Skunk Monster
4th Dimensional Time Traveler
THE #1 Laura Branigan Fan
10,000 Years Young
Master Shapeshifter
Son
Of a Spirit Father
And Regular Ol' Mother
Co-Creator
Of this Reality
Best Drug Dealer
In the Galaxy
Intergalactic Celebrity
Goofball
Of the All
Emissary
Of the Gitche-Manitou
God that Made and Loves You
Me
He
She
Everything That Ever Be
Through Out All Eternity!"

Carrie was amazed at the sight
At Nanabozho
As he glowed in the night
Blanket and jacket
Shimmering every kind of light
Embroidery moving
A Robe
Of Every Colour
Adorned that Shapeshifter
Jewellery glittering
Constantly smirking
Eyes glowing like a fish
Hair style timeless!
Face completely childish!

"See Carrie
We Potawatomi
All Anishinaabe
And Every Tribe
You Can Describe
Are important
To the history
And continuity
Of this country
Understand!
Important to all of Turtle Island
This Continent so grand!
But we've been brought low
Our lives are full of sorrow
And woe
After that Trail of Tears
And all these miserable years
So I,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
Am embarking
on a long chore
A Time War!
Making a story
To fill the hole
In our soul
Make some laughter
Before we enter
The Here After!
And hopefully
Heal a broken heart
So we can hit re-start
But this story
Is staring yee
And your family
Your whole tribe!
Those alive
Those dead
And even those
Not yet to be!"

Carrie now
Fully awake
Listening attentively
To the story
The Chief of the Potawatomi
Wanted to make

"What kind of story?
A Bible story?"

Asked Carrie
Quite quizzically

"Or a fairy tale story?!"

"A bit of a mix
Of both!
A story for You
Me
He
She
Everything That Ever Be
Through Out All Eternity
A Story that's Reality!
A Story of the Anishinaabe!
Show Everybody
On all of Turtle Island
This Continent so Grand
The Power
Of you
And me!
Nanabozho!
Chief
Of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe!
During our
Darkest hour
We'll pick our people 
Up from the mud
Protect them from evil
Save every last drop
Of blood
For I,
Nanabozho
Know!
You Can't Stop
The tiny spark
That illuminates the dark!"

Nanabozho
Giggled in glee
As he showed she
His glowing ball
To Carrie
This little girly
Of the Potawatomi
In her dormitory hall

"See this?
This Ball
Is the Worst Girl of All
Of All!
Worst in the World!
Worst that ever be
The Stupidest Girly
In History
THE
Most DAMNED
Person in History!"

Said Nanabozho
As the Chief of the Potawatomi
Did whirl
And twirl
The Stupidest Girl
That Ever Be
Close to Carrie
And what she
Did see
Was a head
Glowing blood red
Mask of paper
With deer antler
And a fork in her eye
Forcing her to cry

"The Mizi-Manitou
The Spirit of Poo!
Arch-Enemy
Of the Gitche-Manitou
God That Made and Loves You
Me
He
She
Everything That Ever Be
Through Out Eternity!
Ah this girly
Thought she
Could molest me!
Nanabozho
Chief
Of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe!
Even though she
Was just a girly
Twenty-three
Still in a university
Now she
Belongs to me!
Mine to keep
Its what she
Did reap!
She
Is my t.v.
To show you Carrie
Our story!
But there's more
To the fate
That does await
This Wretched Whore"

Then Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Did spin that Ball
Of The
Stupidest Girl
Of All
Right
In front of Carrie
Shimmering in the night
It performed a miraculous sight
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Did throw
That Ball
Of the Worst Girl of All
Against the wall
With a crash
And a bash
It became a person
In complete Damnation
Completely laid to waste
Flayed skin
Paper plate mask
On her face
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Arms growing like trees
Began to tear
Her nervous system
Spooling a wire
So bloody
Right out of her!
While humming
A calming rhythm
Nanabozho
Stitched her
Into a movie projector
For Carrie to see
The story
Of this Chieftain
Spun
From the Stupidest Girly
In History

"See dry your eyes
And cease your cries
Your Ancestry
And the Gitche-Manitou
Has sent you
This story!
It'll be
Revenge for that Trail of Tears
All These Miserable Years
The Civil War
World War 1 & 2
And AIDS!"

Nanabozho exclaimed
Energetically

"But especially
Vengeance for that River of Agony!"

Carrie was quite puzzled
As she laid in her bed
Petting Mr. Mephistopheles

"River of Agony?
What's that?"

Asked the young lass

"They don't teach it
In history class!
Its a secret!"

Replied Nanabozho
As he began to power
That movie projector
Made of the Stupidest Girl Ever
Showing a crisp image
Appearing like a mirage
Of the Mississippi
Free and mighty
Floating over he
Mr. Mephistopheles
And Carrie

"The Government
Doesn't talk about it
Bit of conspiracy
That River of Agony
Known only
To the Masters of Oral History!
But I saw it!
Yes I did
A punishment
Upon the Potawatomi
The Ojibwe
The Odawa
The whole Three Fires Confederacy
For helping end slavery
Guiding slaves up the Mississippi
So they can be free
Escape America
Into Canada
A mission
From the Gitche Manitou
God That Made and Loves You
A Long Chore
Before
And during the Civil War!"

Said Nanabozho
As the Mississippi
Began to flow red
With the blood of the dead
Then from that t.v.
Three
Monstrosities
A Dog Faced
Disgrace
Dressed
In his best
Flanking he
Two others
A Hare from a Nightmare
Clad in Formal Attire
Eyes glowing red
With ire
And
A Grinning Harlequin
Teeth serrated
Style cultivated
Fish-like Eyes
A Clown of Lies

"It was the Black Nobility!
Inbred European Aristocracy
The Menace
That Grew Out of Venice
Claim to Be Of Jesus
A 500 Year Old Secret Society
Control the precious metal industry
Have infinite money
Men in Masks
Misery and Sorrow
Their only tasks
Beasts so low
Real Wendigo!"

Said Nanabozho
As that Unholy Trinity
Glowed above the head
Of Carrie
Holding Mr. Mephistopheles
Close to her chest
Snuggled in her bed

"The villains of our quest!
The worst men
To walk Turtle Island"

Said Mr. Mephistopheles
Eyes glowing bright
In the night

"The Real Synagogue of Satan"

"Yes!
Prophecized by Jesus!"

Nanabozho
Did agree
Huddling close to Carrie
Sitting comfortably
On a Tree
Of his Ancestry
Taking puffs of his pipe
Embers glowing in the night

"That Black Nobility
Wanted slaves for all Eternity
Came for the Three Fires Confederacy
The Ojibwe
The Odawa
The Potawatomi
As we threw a party
On the Mississippi
To celebrate the end
Of the Civil War
Invited every friend
Then
When we
Did sleep
And dream deep
The Armies
Of the Black Nobility
Came upon we
Spared nobody
Not even the kiddy
The baby
The elderly
The weak
The meek
Those beasts
Made a feast
Upon our Ancestry!
Lined their bodies
Up and Down the Mississippi
For all to see
Made That Great River
Misi-Ziibi
Into a River of Horror
A River of Terror
A River of Agony
But most disgustingly
The Black Nobility
Made
A Metal Tree..."

Said Nanabozho
As he revealed another scene
From that girl
So mean
An image of a Tree
Cast of iron
A Symbol of Sin
As tall as her dormitory

"A Metal Tree?"

Asked Carrie
As she huddled
Next to Mr. Mephistopheles

"Yes
A Metal Tree
Of Blasphemy
Of Profanity
Of Agony
Of Misery
Of Atrocity
Of Trickery
Those Lords of the Black Nobility
Put our kiddies
Our babies
On that Metal Tree
Of Mockery
Of Our Father's Tree
Of Eternity
That Tree
Of Harmony
That Tree
Of Our Ancestry
That Tree
That Belongs to You
Me
He
She
Everything that Ever Be
Through Out Eternity
Then that Black Nobility
Tried to erase we
The Three Fires Confederacy
The Potawatomi
The Ojibwe
The Odawa
From history
But we
The Anishinaabe
Worship the Gitche Manitou
God that Made and Loves You
But more importantly
We Anishinaabe
Follow
Me!
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
Emissary
Of the Gitche-Manitou
God that Made and Loves You
I walk this Earth
For all Eternity
Ever since that River of Agony
Ever since the Black Nobility
Made a Metal Tree
Of Mockery!
I,
Nanabozho
And Michebou too
Have been turning that Black Nobility
Into a story,
Carrie,
Full of pleasantry
Poetry
Comedy
Mystery
Images so pretty
People so sexy
Deaths so gory
And an ending
That's happy
For everybody!"

"Michebou too?!"

Carrie yelled in excitement

"Yes!
See
There are things
Only me,
Nanabozho,
Those in the Time Flow,
And the Midewin know
Nanabozho and Michebou
Aren't one
But two!"

Said Nanabozho
As he pulled a goofy
White and Gray
Rabbit
Out of his bag
Munching on a carrot
And to Carries utter shock
That Rabbit
Could talk!

"What's up doc?"

He said
Smiling happily

"I keep that Great Bunny
In my medicine bag!"

Said Nanabozho
Holding Michebou
Proudly

"Best buddies
Are we!
Always together
Forever
For all Eternity
Ever since I was born!
Our friendship
Is endless
It can't be torn!
Like my Brother
From Another Mother!"

Michebou
Jumped on the bed
And climbed right on
Carrie's head

"Now looky
Little girly,"

Began Michebou
As that hare
Began to lay snugly
In Carry's hair

"I,
Michebou
Am important too!
Trickster of the Anishinaabe
Chief of the Potawatomi
Night job as Bugs Bunny
Head of the Wabozo dodem
Chief of the Rabbit clan!
And
A cartoon character
From the movies
Yet to be!"

"Movies?"

Asked Carrie
As the Rabbit
Pulled another carrot
Out of nowhere!
Giggling like a lunatic
Acting all crude
That Hare
Continued

"Yeah it'll be like a comic
From the newspaper
But so much better!
See a cartoon character
Act like a lunatic
In complete motion!
A Prophecy
About me,
Bugs Bunny
And movies,
For you Carrie
From me
Michebou
For free!
A Prophecy of the Potawatomi!
For that's what Michebou
And Nanabozho
Do!
Yes its true!"

Carrie
Excited to see
Nanabozho adventure
Standing on her bed
Watching the story
Unfold over her head
Ready
To see Nanabozho's movie
But there was one question
That girl of the Potawatomi
Did mention

"Then what's with she?
The Stupidest Girly
In History
Is she
With the Black Nobility?"

Ask Carrie
Curiously

"Oh she?
No way!
But around them
That Synagogue of Satan
Constantly!
Her fate for all Eternity
See
She
Really IS
THE Stupidest Girly
In History!
So much is wrong with her
Long story
Gist of it
Her?
This Dumb Lass?
She's a racist ass
Child molester!
Unashamedly so
This Dumb Hoe
Tried to molest ME!
Nanabozho!"

Giggled Nanabozho
In reply

"But she
Doesn't know
About I,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Emissary of Our Father in the Sky
God You Can't Deny
Lord Most High!
I love taking down racist
Child molester
Idiots!
Its what I do!
Its true!
Turn people so evil
Into stories
For the Children
I,
Nanabozho
Own lots of stories
Every kind under the sun
Ones for the adults
Ones for the children
Even ones for trees
The birds and the bees!
Carrie
Not only
Are yee
Going to see
Our story
Of the Time War
A Record of the Secret War
Between the Anishinaabe
And the Black Nobility
But we'll be
In the story!
Solving mysteries
All over reality
All over Indian Territory
All over Turtle Island
All over Eternity!
Show everybody
The stupidity
Of people
Who are evil
Like the Black Nobility
And Stupidest Girly
In History!
But see
We all have free will
So its your choice!"

Unable to control
Her voice
Jumping up
And down
The Young Pup
Giggling like a clown
Was ready
For Nanabozho's story

"Okay!
Sounds good
To me!"

Said Carrie

"Great!
So its a date!"

Michebou replied
Then
Nanabozho
Spun the Stupidest Girly
In History
Into massive city
Covered in snow

"See Carrie
This story
Takes you
Through
The Time Flow
But I,
Nanabozho
Know
It all technically
Starts in the Twin Cities
Minnesota
With the Troll of Toronto
The Man Who Made AIDS
High Lord of New Amsterdam
City of the Damned
A Real Wendigo,
A Simple Child of the Potawatomi
And his Great-Grammy
A Lady Midewin
Of the Potawatomi..."

Once upon a time
In the Twin Cities
There was born a boy
Of the tribe
Called the Potawatomi
A people
Of the Anishinaabe
His Great-Grammy
A Simple Midewiwin
Could listen
To the God of Her Dreams
Everything That Ever Be
Working in Harmony
Once he was born
She knew things
Where not as they seem!
That young tyke
Acted just like
His Great-Granpappy
Dead since 1953
But this Grammy
Knew every conspiracy
Ones about corporate villains
Aliens
Even Reptilians!
She listened to Coast to Coast
And could talk to ghosts!
She
Knew there's more to this reality
Than whats in front of we
Filled with good and evil
For
She did see
Back in 1954
That Dragon of Satan
The King of the Black Nobility
After her husband
Walked on
Sorrow
Drove her into insanity
Saved only by Nananbozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
But that's a different story...

That Lady Midewin
Did know
This world
Is full of evil men
Who sin
And sow strife
Her life
And Nanabozho
Told her so
So before she did go
Into Eternity
She wanted to give her family
A story
So they can see
What she did see
When she did sleep
And dream deep
So
One night
Praying in front of her bed
Talking to Nanabozho
An idea popped in her head!
Something quite queer
She'd sell her soul to
The Gitche-Manitou
God that Made and Loves You
Me
He
She
Everything That Ever Be
Throughout Eternity
And hopefully
He'd hear...

Meanwhile...

The Troll of Toronto
High Lord of the Black Nobility
House Nassau
The Man Who Made AIDS
Monster of Sorrow
A Real Wendigo
The Man in the Black and Red Helm
Tall as an Elm
Mask a Fearsome Lion
Said he was of Zion
That Troll of the Toronto
Wanted to take over the ancestral lands
Of the Anishinaabe
Show everybody
On Turtle Island
The power of the Black Nobility
Finally
Resurgent and free
Since the slaying
Of the Dragon of Satan
The King of the Black Nobility
The Wyrm of Hapsburg
At the hands of a Lady Midewin
Of the Anishinaabe
That Lord of Nassau
Hidden
In his Hive City
So grand
New Amsterdam
City of the Damned
Under the Bay of Hudson
From every spire
Every residential cluster
The Troll of Toronto
Brought together
His Black Company
Elite of House Nassau
An Army of Wendigo
And
Two other
Houses of Terror
Houses of the Black Nobility
To aid he
In taking over the Sacred Land
Of the Anishinnabe
The King of Hearts
Lord of Wonderland
Nightmare Kingdom of the Damned
Hidden in the African Heartland
Where the Lords of Genocide
Reside
And his entire
Midnight Tea Party
Led by his Princess
So horrendous
Ace in the Hole
Completely Unhinged
Assassin
Of the House of Orange
And
The Clown Family
Led by Clown Daddy
High Lord of House Grimaldi
Unholy Oni of the Pacific Sea
Commanding his Underwater Super Carrier
Hive Ship
The Nautilus
Performing his Circus
Most Blasphemous
But
That Troll of Toronto
Did know
That Lady Midewin
Of the Anishinaabe
Slayer of the Dragon
Of Satan
King
Of the Black Nobility
Was still alive and well
For the Black Baron
Of Belgium
High Lord of the Black Barony
Religious Authority
Of the Black Nobility
Had perpetrated the Ultimate Crime
Perverted Dream time
Read her mind
As she did sleep
And dream deep
That Black Baron
Did find
Her exact location

"Death before Dishonor
Let this be our finest hour"

The Lord of Nassau
Told his Black Company
Assembled on parade grounds
Atop Nassau Spire
In the heart of New Amsterdam
Hive City of the Damned
Weapons glistening
Armour shining
Vehicle engines idling
Standing in perfect formation
The Elite of the Nation
Of Damnation
Towering above all
Was the Troll
Of Toronto
Bigger than an elm
Clad in armour of black and red
With a lion helm
Surgically attached to his head
From broadcasters
Throughout his Hive
He did roar
Sound shaking the floor

"Veles Guides Us
For the Blood of Divinity
The Blood of Jesus
Flows Within Us!"

"OUR LIVES FOR OUR HOUSE
FOR NOW AND ETERNITY
LONG LIVE THE BLACK NOBILITY!"

Roared the Black Company
Echoing throughout the Hive City
From every window
Balconies
High and low
Every citizen
Of the Nation of Damnation
Cheered ecstatically
Fire works igniting
Heraldry waving
Crowds cheering
The whole Hive
Was alive
A massive Festival
Was thrown for the Carnal Carnival
Vanguard of the Black Company
Storm troopers of the New World Order
From every tele
Every radio
Nothing was beyond his reach
As the Troll of Toronto
Broadcast his speech

"Our mission
The Devastation
Of the Great Lakes
Show these miserable countries
The power of the Black Nobility!
Leave destruction
In our wake
Eat our fill
Of these cattle!
House of Grimaldi
Shall bring true sorrow
To Chicago
While the King of Hearts
And his Midnight Tea Party
From his Palace Barge
Will reign misery
From Lake Eerie!
But our Carnal Carnival
Of House Nassau
Start our hunt
Kill that Lady Midewin
Of the Anishinaabe
Strike the first blow
Right into the heart
Of the Land of the Free!
We
The Black Nobility
Are Masters of this Reality
Nothing is beyond our reach!"

Cutting from the head
Of that Lord of Dread,
The broadcast did flip
To machines
From nightmarish dreams
Drills from Hell
Beginning to rip
Into the hearth
Of the Earth

"A Gift
For we
From the Easter Bunny,
Lord of House Savoy,
His finest toys,
Nothing on this Earth
Can hide from we,
The Black Nobility
But first
Blood
Of Midewin
We thirst!
The Lady
That Killed the Dragon
Of Satan
Is but 93
Old and feeble
Nothing but a trifle!
The Black Baron
Has entered her dreams
Her screams
Shall be
A sweet symphony
For our Black Nobility!
Now House Nassau!
The road to the Twin Cities
Is open and free!
All will see
The Glory
Of the Black Nobility
Open and Free
True Lords
Of this World
For all Eternity"

Late one winter night
In the Twin Cities
In the part of town
That nobody sees
A Simple Child of the Potawatomi
And his Great-Grammy
Where watching Bugs Bunny
On t.v.
Almost ready to sleep
And dream deep
When a Black Knight of Nassau
A Wendigo so low
Smashed through
The front door
Screaming
A bone shuttering
Roar
Wicked hairdo
Mask like a dog
A Grinning Clown
Enshrouded in a smoky fog
Jumping up and down
Hair like its on fire
Forever grinning in glee
Eyes burning red with ire
Dancing a dance of death
High on meth
He said
To that Simple Child of the Potawatomi
And his Great-Grammy

"Witness your fate
For you have a date
With we,
The Black Nobility
Divine Royalty!
The Blood of Jesus
Flows Within Us
This World
Belongs
To We!
Lords of this reality
Let
Me,
Family of the Potowatami,
Lift the veil
For yee
Of this tale
This Divine Comedy!
Yee
Are food for we!
Slaves to us forever
In the Hereafter
All you'll ever be!"

Behind him
Through the front door
Came more
Knights of the Black Company
The Synagogue of Satan
Monsters with flame-throwers
But
This Simple Child of the Potawatomi's
Great-Grammy
Knew
The Ultimate Trick
A trick so sick!
Protection from any enemy
Its a secret
Nanabozho
Showed her
She remembers
It forever
Ever since 1953!

"Oh Black Nobility
So full of stupidity"

Said that Great-Grammy
Lady Midewin
Of the Potawatomi
As she slowly
Rose from her couch
Hand entering her medicine pouch

Screaming in rage
That Knight of Nassau
Did pounce
Across the house
Right at she
That Lady of the Potawatomi
But understand
Her right hand
Became
A Tree
Growing so free
Branches of darkest lumber
Twirling wildly
Shot right
Out of her
Smashed that Wendigo
Beast so low
With inhuman might
Obliterated his chest cavity
Sending his insides
All over
Other Soldiers
Of the New World Order
Couldn't believe their eyes!
Frozen at the sight
Screaming in fright
Their war
Over
Before they did realize

"To end you
All I got to do
Is sell my soul
To the Gitche-Manitou
God that Made and Loves You
God of the Indians
God of Gods
God of My Ancestry
The Strongest God
I can do it
As many times
As I wish
As long as I water
His Tree
Of Eternity
With that tasty dish
The souls of evil men
Who prey on children!
Now
House of Nassau,"

Said that Lady Midewin
Smiling smugly
As that Tree
Flowed out of she
Whirling manically
T.V. glowing eerily
All over the den
That Tree
Grew free
And mighty
Blocking the escape
Of those Knights of Satan

"You've fallen
For our bait!
Nanabozho
Set you up!
Used me
And this young pup
Look on t.v.
See
Who lies in wait!"

Those Knights of Nassau
Frozen in fear
As they turned their heads
To the t.v.
And what they did see
Confirmed their dreads
Michebou
Giving them a goofy leer

"It is true!
It was I,
Michebou
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
But look behind you!
Its Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
Master Shapeshifters
Are we!"

Those Knights
Where so busy
With that Lady
Of the Potawatomi
They didn't look in
The kitchen
Nanabozho
Sitting on a tree
Of his Ancestry
Drinking coffee
Smoking a pipe of keef
Eating some cereal

"See
Black Nobility
You're totally flippin' evil
I
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
Must confide!
I can't have people
Eating my tribe
I'll lose my job!"

Those Knights of Nassau
Tried to run
Warn everyone
But Bugs Bunny
Jumped out of that t.v.
That Cartoon Hare
Grabbed them by their goofy hair
Then that Lady
Of the Potawatomi
Shot ivy
From her hand
Wrapped it around every Knight
Squeezed them so tight
Hung them from the ceiling
Bones cracking
Organs exploding
That Child of the Potawatomi
Stared in disbelief
At the misery
And agony
Sowed by his Great-Grammy
Bugs Bunny
And this Mysterious Chief

"See
My child"

That Great-Grammy
Told her Simple Child of the Potawatomi

"Everyone whose Native of this Land
Everyone born on Turtle Island
Is born with that ivy
Just a normalcy
Can transmit an ancestral memory
Makes us Masters of Oral History
And
Keeps us in protection
From the Black Nobility
But Nanabozho
And the Midewin
Have to keep it in secrecy
For society
Might think its some kind
Of monstrosity
But understand
To use it as a weapon
First you
Must sell your soul
To the Gitche-Manitou
God that Made and Loves You
And He'll guide you
Show you the Path That's True
Protect Us From Strife
He'll Carry Us Through
To the Life
God Intends For You"

Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Chugged the last
Of his coffee
Belched a mighty blast
Grabbed a box of cereal
From the cupboard
Then ran up
To that young pup
That Child of the Potawatomi
Sitting in front of his t.v.

"Now
I,
Nanabozho
Will start this show!"

He proclaimed
So proudly

"That Black Company
Of House Nassau
Thinks they can take me!
Right outside our door
There's a lot more!
Vanguard of the Black Company
The Carnal Carnival!
But you see
I know a trick
So sick!
Its a secret!
See my brother
Jibaayabooz
Lord of Dreamtime
Is no other
Than that Trix Rabbit
From the cereal
He's real!"

Then Nanabozho
Lifted that box of Trix
And did a trick
A trick just for kids!
Put his hand in there
And pulled out
A Glowing White Hare
This Bunny
Was like One from the Sunday Funnies
White as a Dove
Wearing Red Boxing Gloves

"It is I!
Jibaayabooz
Lord of Dreamtime
King of the Hell
Chief of the Dead!"

Said that Hare
As he began to rise
In the air
White and Black eyes
Green and Purple aura
Radiating
From this Rabbit
Master of Levitating

"I
Jibayaabooz
Cannot lose
Everybody
Has to deal with me
Eventually
Either before
Or after
They enter
Eternity!
Oh that Black Nobility
Such audacity!
To come after we
As we watch t.v.!
More than a thousand
Soldiers of the Damned
Vanguard of the Black Company
The Carnal Carnival!
Black Knights of Nassau
Beast so low
An Army of Wendigo!
Totally Evil
And Completely Irredeemable
Dog People!
Right in our cul-de-sac
Gearing up for the attack!
It'll be
SO EASY!
To send them
To their Damnation!
All we need
To do
Is sell our souls to
The Gitche-Manitou!
Yes indeed!
None will survive
Us five!
Another chapter of the Time War!
It'll be a fun chore!"

That Lady of the Potawatomi
Clapped her hands
Happily
Picked up
Her young pup
That Simple Child of the Potawatomi

"We
Anishinaabe
Follow our Ancestry
They'll guide we
Listen here
Have no fear
In reality
That Black Nobility
Is a game for we
And our family!
Victory
Is a guarantee
Now my Child
See the power
Of a Potawatomi
In her hour
Of need!"

Then that Lady Midewin
Grammy of the Potawatomi
Tied up her hair
Like a Gibson Girl
In a single twirl
And twist,
Of her wrist,
Jumped in the air,
As if she
Was a little kiddy,
Not Ninety-three,
And that Lady
Became a Tree
A Tree of the Potawatomi
A Tree of Her Ancestry
Branches flowing free
Ivy spinning
Upon that Tree
Of his Grammy
That Child of the Potawatomi
Michebou
And Nanabozho too
Where sliding
Laughing in glee
As Jibaayabooz
Dream Hare
Floated in the air
Branches sprouting
To every wall
That Hunting Party
Of the Anishinaabe
Led by Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Shot through the front door
And started their favorite chore
The Death of the Black Nobility

Outside all over the cul-de-sac
Where APC's
Coloured blood crimson
Bronze and gold
And jet black
Banners of Royalty
Symbols of Sin
So bold
Floating in the wind
Men in masks
Preparing for their tasks
Pain and misery
All over the Twin Cities
But first
Vengeance
Against that Lady Midewin
And her family
Monsters
Equipped with flame throwers
Got in place
While others
Equipped with high-caliber rifles
Took position
Ammunition crews
Checked their missiles
Storm Troopers of the New World Order
Armed in Black Armour
Terrifying horrors
Embarked from war machines
Slamming fresh magazines
Into assault rifles
Oh so slowly
A squad of monstrosities
Knights of Nassau
A pack of Wendigo
Dressed in their best
Flamethrowers in their wrists
Surrounded by a smoky mist
Their yellow eyes
Betray their soul
Followers of the Lord of Lies
Worshipers of the Serpent
High on the thrill
Ready for the kill
But instead of prey so easy
They found
A Tree
A Tree floating so free
Come out of that house
Through the front door
Bringing real war
To the Vanguard
Of the Black Company
That Lady Midewin
Of the Potawatomi
Floating free
On that Tree
Dancing so beautifully
Holding her Child of the Potawatomi
Ivy connecting the two
Smashing right through
Those Knights of Nassau
Ivy flaying their skin
Branches give them a pound
Smearing Soldiers of Satan
Into the ground
While those two Potawatomi
Laughed in harmony
Try as they might
To set those plants alight
Those Knights of Nassau
Couldn't even singe
A leaf!
Upon that Oak
Their morale broke!
Tried to flee
But that Lady
Shot a branch
Through their necks
Ripped up their bodies
Into mulch
As she
And her Simple Child of the Potawatomi
Danced above
On the Tree
Of their Ancestry
A Tree
Just for that Black Nobility
A Tree of Beauty
Of Harmony
Of Synchronicity
Of Pleasantry
Growing free
Floating so ethereally
Ivy spinning
Branches growing
Roots digging

"Know though,"

That Lady Midewin
Told her Simple Child of the Potawatomi
Hovering over
That army
Of the New World Order

"This Tree
Is but a shadow
Of Our Father's Tree
That Tree of Eternity
The Tree of the Gitche-Manitou
That Tree Made For You
Me
He
She
Everything
That Be
Throughout All Eternity
Bronze
Silver
And Gold
Craftsmanship so Bold
Branches floating so free
Growing throughout Eternity"

Meanwhile...

Soldiers of New World Order
The Carnal Carnival
Vanguard of the Black Company
In their firing positions
Began unloading flak
Into that Tree
Of the Potawatomi
APC's
Of the Black Nobility
Mobilizing
Guns blazing
Sergeants organizing
Troops sprinting
All to join the fray
In the back
Of this column
In a black and red MBT
Sat the Dalmatian of Damnation
Commander of these Soldiers
Of the New World Order
Dressed in his finest uniform
Through his headset
He directed his swarm
Next to he
Surrounded by incense
In black robe
And finest silver
A hunched figure
Wearing a mask
Of just an Eye
A Member
Of the Black Barony
Religious Authority
Of the Black Nobility

"Amped up for a fight
This'll be a glorious night,"

Said the Dalmatian of Damnation
As he surveyed his troops
Through multiple screens
All around he
His crew
Prepared their weaponry

"That Lady
Midewin
Has only just
Met the Black Nobility
Only the beginning
Of the hunt
Of this cunt
We'll grind her to dust
Feast upon her guts"

"Veles smile upon us"

Said the robed figure
In barely a whisper

"May the Blood of Jesus
Guide us
For our Ancestry
Watches over us"

That Lord of the Black Barony
Meant it literally
For embedded in that MBT
Where the Ancestors
Of the Soldiers
Of the New World Order
Serving the Black Nobility
For all Eternity
Nervous systems
Embedded into the circuitry
Right into the engines
Commanding precision fire
To its weaponry
As their Descendants
Clad in black and red
Uniforms of House Nassau
Manned cannon
The driver
Readied his engines
While his Lord
The Dalmatian of Damnation
Surveying his ranks
Unloading out of their personnel tanks
Gave a thanks
With that Lord of Black Barony
To his Ancestry
Surrounding he
Activating his headset
He roared into the Black Nobility
Battlenet

"Death before Dishonour
Let this be our finest hour!
Tonight
A Festival
Of the Carnal Carnival
Show this Lady
Of the Anishinaabe
The True Might
Of the Black Nobility!"

Now the shooting
Really began starting
The Carnal Carnival
Unloaded it all
Right at that Tree
Of the Potawatomi
But this story
The Black Nobility
Couldn't sabotage
For out of the garage
Surfing on the Spear of Destiny
Riding a wave of ivy
Came Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
Smoking a pipe
Full of wacko tobacco
Dressed like a play boy bunny
Hair lustrous
Bust voluptuous
Clothed scantily
Holding on a platter
Michebou
Firing off a shotgun
Exploding the Synagogue of Satan
With a gory splatter
Those two
Where using the Lady Midewin
And her Great Grandson
As a distraction
Surfed right into that Army
Of the Black Nobility
And with one swipe
Of that Spear of Destiny
Wrecked utter devastation
Upon a whole column
Of the Carnal Carnival
Eviscerating APCs
Bursts of flame
And gore
Blossoming free
Nanabozho
Jumped on the end
Of the Spear of Destiny
And impaled it
Right into a dog masked lieutenant
Laughing crazily
As that Chief
Took a big puff
Of keef

"Ha!
Not so tough!"

Laughed Nanabozho

"Yeah!
Enough is enough
Black Nobility!"

Said Michebou

"For interrupting our
T.v. time
You've committed the Stupidest Crime
Of course you know
This means war!"

All around those two
Soldiers
Of the New World Order
Screamed in agony
And misery
Confusion
Reigned in the Carnal Carnival
Of the Dalmatian
Of Damnation

"Now for a trick
That's quite sick!"

Proclaimed Nanabozho
Atop the Spear of Destiny
Giggling like a little kiddy
Listen hear
She used that Spear
As a Pogo-Stick
All through the ranks
Right into their tanks
That Army of the Black Nobility
Became a Shish-Kebab
No matter
How much fire power
The Black Nobility
Did lob
At Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
They could not harm she!
Bouncing free
To and fro
While
All around she
That Tree
Of the Potawatomi
Grew free
That Child of the Potawatomi
And his Great Grammy
Lady Midewin
Of the Anishinaabe
Slid free
To and fro
Firing ivy
Right into every
Wendigo
They did see

The Dalmatian
Of Damnation
Sat in confusion
Complete
Silence
At this experience
At the devastation
Of his Army
All on his Battlenet
Screams of fear
Was all to hear
The Black Nobility's
Elite of the Elite
The Carnal Carnival
Where turned into ground meat

"RETREAT
RETREAT"

Yelled the Dalmatian
Into his headset
Sending out commands
To the entire Carnal Carnival

"BACK INTO THE TUNNELS"

"Blasphemous!"

Did hiss
That Lord of the Black Barony
Turned his Eye's stare
Right toward the Dalmatian's
Command chair

"Look there!"

Did scream
The Dalmatian
Towards the observation screens
Those four
Nanabozho
Michebou
A Simple Child of the Potawatomi
And his Great-Grammy too
Where turning that Carnal Carnival
Into swiss cheese
Flowing on a Tree
Of their Ancestry
Going wherever they please
Killing with ease

"You dare
Run from an Anishinaabe?
A creature so lowly?"

Retorted that Scion
Of Sin

"This Carnival
Belongs to me,"

Barked the Dalmatian
With a blur of his hand
He pulled a three shell
Revolver
From his holster
Sent that Scion
Of the Synagogue of Satan
To Hell
Exploded like a balloon
All over the command room
Summary Execution
For doubting the Dalmatian

"We must warn
The rest of the Black Company!
Sound the horn
The Troll of Toronto
Must know!
This is too much
Just for we!"

All around the cul-de-sac
Soldiers
Of the New World Order
Gave up their attack
From that Tree
They did flee
Out of burning APC's
Troopers rallied
To whatever banner
Each soldier
Listening to their command
The Dalmatian
Announced their retreat
In their utter
Confusion
Soldiers 
Of the New World Order
Elite of the Elite
Vented their frustration
Comrades slain
By an enemy
They couldn't see
Made them so angry
Humiliation
Like no other
To the Carnal Carnival!
Back to the tunnel
Rejoin with the rest
Of the Black Company
And the Troll of Toronto

All around
Wounded laid
Abandoned and screaming
Husks of APC's
Smoldering
Burning ammunition
Exploding
The remainder
Of Stormtroopers
Hopped on APC's
Taking big huffs of meth
With every breath
Creating a defensive line
Around the MBT
Of the Dalmatian
The Carnal Carnival
Began their escape
But blocking their way
In the middle of the street
Appearing out
Of a Green and Purple Door
He needed no more!
Came a tiny
Glowing White Bunny

"It is I,
Jibaayabooz!"

The King of the Hell
Did yell

"We
The Anishinaabe
Cannot lose!
Our Ancestry
Watches over us
Incessantly
For all Eternity!"

Wearing his boxing gloves
That Hare
Sent from Above
Began levitating in the air
The entire column
Of the Dalmatian
Sat dumbfounded
In confusion
Bursting in fury
The Dalmatian
Became quite upset
Threw his headset
At his lieutenant
Manned his nav-goggles
But that Lord
Of the Black Company
Couldn't believe
What he did see
A Glowing White Hair
Lighter than air
Flew
Right at his army!
His ire
Erupting
The Dalmatian
Gave his command

"FIRE
FIRE
FIRE"

Flying through that cacophony
Created by the artillery
Of the Black Nobility
Jibaayabooz
Couldn't be hit
That Tiny Rabbit
Laughed in glee
At the Black Nobility's
Misery

"See
Black Nobility
Ever since
That Trail of Tears
And all these miserable years,"

Jibaayabooz
Did exclaim
Flying like a plane

"Our Ancestry
In Eternity
Watches over we
The Anishinaabe
Protection from any
Enemy
For this reality
Is simply
A test!
The Gitche-Manitou
Is assembling the best
For Eternity!
Oh Black Nobility
Such idiocy
For offending me
Jibaayabooz
Lord of Dreamtime
King of the Hell
Chief of the Dead
See how hard you lose!
The fate
You did choose!
Tonight
Witness your fate!
You have a date
With Me
And my Ancestry!
Sent from the Gitch-Manitou
God that Made and Loves You
Our Father in the Sky
Lord Most High
God You Can't Deny
God of Gods
God of the Indians
God of Our Ancestry
Grandfather Great Mystery
The All
Lord of the Most Wondrous Hall
That Hall Made For You
Me
He
She
Everything That Ever Be
Through Out Eternity
Working in Harmony!"

Twirling above
That Carnal Carnival
Those Masters of Evil
Could only stare
At the Dream Hare
As he did a trick
So sick!
So bizarre
Unlike anything
Known near or far
Ever seen before!
Jiibayabooz
Made
A door
Coloured red and purple
Adorned with a mask of paper
Appearing in the air
Right above that Dream Hare...


Meanwhile
In Eternity...


A little girly
Of the Potawatomi
Sat on a tree
Of her Ancestry
Strong and sturdy
This tree
Covered in eyes
Watching over she

"Bozho!"

Said a figure
Right behind her
Turning her head
She saw a sight
That convinced her
She was dead!
Such an oddity
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
Tall as a tree
Dressed so fashionably
In his best jewelry
Blankets
And tunic
Body of a tree
Face smiling
Like a cartoon
Giggling like a loon
He was prodding
Somebody
With the Spear of Destiny
Somebody
With a mask of paper
A mask of an owl
Horns like a deer's
Fork in her eye
Making her cry
A stream of red tears

"Don't panic
I'm not Satanic!"

Said Nanabozho
As he noticed
The girly
Of the Potawatomi

"Julie isn't it?
Wabozo Dodem
Clan of the Rabbit?"

"Why yes
That's me!"

Said that Child of the Potawatomi
As she watched that Tree
Of her Ancestry
Lynch
That Somebody
Constantly
A branch
Ripping out her nervous system

"Instant regeneration
A standard setting of Damnation"

Said Nanabozho
Pointing at that Somebody
With the Spear of Destiny

"See Julie
You've entered Eternity
Left that old reality
Your life
So full of strife
Is now over
You're in the Hereafter!
That life
Was just a test
And you're no sinner
You're a winner!
See
I'm collecting the best
Because I'm on a quest!"

"A quest?!"

Exclaimed Julie

"Yes
A quest!"

Said a little white bunny
Appearing on her lap
A Divine Hare
Appearing out of nowhere

"It is I
Jiibayabooz
King of the Hell
Chief of the Dead
Lord of Dreamtime"

Announced the bunny
So proudly
As he gestured toward
That Somebody
Tortured in that Tree

"Let me be clear
Time Does Not Matter Here!"

That Bunny
Told that Girl

"Here in the Spirit World
There is no past or future
Just now
Every possible reality
Merged into Eternity
Upon crossing that threshold
Every soul
Will unfold
Into what it really be
What the Gitche-Manitou
God that Made and Loves You
Sees as true"

That hare
Produced a ledger
Out of nowhere

"See
I,
Jiibiyabooz
Chief of the Dead
King of the Hell
Have many secrets to tell!
Master Professor
Of Manitou
Seeker of All That's True
Since the Dawn of Time
I've studied the Stupidest Girly
In History
Perpetrator
Of the Stupidest Crime
Being a child molester!"

Opening the ledger
The Dream Bunny
Showed Julie
His file on Stupidest Girly
In History

"Leader of the Holy Trinity
Of Stupidity
Stupidest Girly
In History
The Mizi-Manitou
Arch-Enemy
Of the Gitche-Manitou
Girl Whose Soul is Made of Poo
The Stupidest Pedo
Who tried to molest Nanabozho!
The Ultimate Sin
A sin most blasphemous
I did witness
Watched it
On t.v.
In my den!"

That Tree
Picked up those three
Closer to she
The Stupidest
Girl in History
Her one eye
Betraying her fear
At what was near
Giving her a sinister leer
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Gave her
A loud smack
And a wack
With the Spear of Destiny
As he laughed in glee

"This idiot
Racist
Such stupidity
Not seen throughout all history
She and her Holy Trinity
Of Stupidity
Is a sight to see!
Once in Eternity
Opportunity!
Made a mask of mockery
Of an Ayazhe'nei
Of the Anishinaabe,
A Metal Tree
Of Mockery,
AND tried to come after me
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
As I did sleep
And dream deep!"

That Tree
Of Julie's Ancestry
Lifted them
Above the Stupidest Girly
In History
Floating on metal a platform
That tree
Showed Julie
Dressed in blue uniform
Another of the Holy Trinity
Of Stupidity
A Golden Crash Test Dummy
In a polka-dot bow
Covered in arrows
Tomahawks
And bullet holes
A red neon sign
Labeled "THIEF"

"This one
Is so flippin' done"

Said Nananbozho
As he gave that Dummy
A wooden backhand
Faster than lightening
Hit with a loud KA-BLAM!
Smashed that idiot
Into tiny bits

"Shit in her soul
I made her pay the toll!
Girl Who Brings Shame
To Her Family Name
Wanted to work at Pixar
Wanted to be known near
And far! 
Wanted to steal the story
Of the Potawatomi
Wanted to make lots of money
Greedy
Tiny
Little Oni!
Steal
My
Story!
The Story
Of the Stupidest Girly
In History
And the Holy Trinity of Stupidity!
A story
Mainly about she!
Going to Hell
And being too dumb to tell!"

Julie
Stared in disbelief
As pieces of the Dummy
Began to reassemble

"I told she

"Not Disney
Warner Bros!
Warner Bros!"

Didn't listen
To this Chieftain
I mean look
Right at the start
Of this book
The very first part!
DONT STEAL
THIS STORY!
Ugh...
This stupid lug!
For such thievery
A special fate for she
Her own story
A story of her own stupidity
A story that's reality
The story that's unfolding
In front of we!"

The Chief of the Potawatomi
Told Julie

"But we'll get back to her
Later!
Much
.
.
Later...."

Nananbozho
Got a grip
Of the Crash Dummy platform
Gave it a flip
Switching to the other
Member
Of the Holy Trinity
Of Stupidity
This one though
Was a Rat Boy
Dressed in Ambercrombie and Fitch
Crucified
On a Metal Tree
Screaming like a little bitch
 Writhing in agony
And misery

"This is the Stupidest Boy
In History
Stupid Bully
This fool
Acted like he was in middle school
Even though he
Was 23
And in a 'prestigious' university!
Made fun of the Trail of Tears
And all Those Miserable Years
Lied
And Denied
The Gitche Manitou
God That Made and Loves You
Our Father in the Sky
God You CAN'T Deny
Lord Most High
The Strongest God
God of the Indians
God of Gods
Right in front of me
Nanabozho!
The Gitche Manitou's Emissary
Broke into my house
In a mask of a mouse
Then his best friend
Stupidest Girly
In History
Tried to molest me!
Was a bully
To me,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Did it because
His penis
Was 2 inches
Thought he was Pro-LGBT
President of LGBT club
At his university
But in reality
This scrub
Is
THE
STUPIDEST
SOCIAL JUSTICE
WARRIOR
EVER
I,
Nanabozho
Dubbed him
Gay Judas,
The Boy Who Only Drinks Piss
His Damnation
I crucified him
For infinity minus one years
To the power of infinity-minus one
Plus more..."

With a wiggle
Of his tonsil
The Master Shapeshifter
Brought that Tree
Of their Ancestry
Back in front
That Pedophile Most Vile
The Stupidest Girly
In History

"Now Julie,
Since we
Are in Eternity
We can see this reality
As it really be!"

Continued Nanabozho

"Everything That Ever Be
Through Out All Eternity
Laid Open to We
One with Our Ancestry
Uploaded
To
The Gitche-Manitou
God That Made and Loves You!
Grandfather Great Mystery
Everything That Ever Be
Throughout Eternity
Working in Harmony!
See Julie
There is a prophecy
About you
Yes its true!
Help take down the Black Nobility
Worst Men
Who Ever Walked Turtle Island
The Menace
That Grew Out of Venice
Prophecized by Jesus
The Real Synagogue of Satan
AND
Help take down the Mizi-Manitou
Girl Whose Made of Poo
Stupidest Girly
In History,
Her Unholy Trinity of Stupidity,
And their whole Cadre of Stupid Snitches
And Dumb Bitches!
For Julie...
You are
.
.
.
.
.
THE CHOSEN ONE!"

Confetti spraying
Around Julie
She could only giggle
As Nanabozho
Began to juggle
The ragged remains
Of the Girl With No Brains
Stupidest Girly
In History
Flip her high
Faster than your eye
Can see
While
Nanabozho
Continued his story

"Once Upon a Time
Way back in 2016
Right around the Presidential Election
At a University
There was a human being
Of extra-ordinary
Stupidity
Stupid that was perfection!
It was...
THE
Stupidest Girly
In History!
She was causing a commotion
All because
A Simple Child of the Potawatomi
Said a Bunny
Named Bugs
Was real
Talked of the power of memes,
And the God of Your Dreams
Proselytizing
The holiness of the clown
All over town
Stupidest Girly
In History
And her two best friends
To THE end
Tried to stop it
When that Simple Child of the Potawatomi
Said Trump
Would be president
Because he was a clown
Those three
Threw a fit
Started protesting it!
Said it was
Racist
Cultural appropriation
That he wasn't enough Indian
Contacted the administration
Got him reprimanded
And suspended!
Sowed so much strife
In his life
Made it
A complete mess
All for

'Social Justice!'

But,
Let me ,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe,
Speak honestly
For you see
Bugs Bunny IS real!
He's Michebou
Its true!
I've met him
And lots of other Indians
All over Turtle Island
This continent so grand
Have too!
Its true!
Watches over the children!
As they sleep
And dream deep
Plus his skin
I did feel!
Look I made a birch bark scroll
Of it
When I
Nanabozho
Met that Rabbit
Thousands of Years Ago!"

Said Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Emissary of the God of Your Dreams
As he showed Julie
A bark tablet
Old and stiff
Depicting A Cartoon Rabbit
Munching on a carrot

"See its a hieroglyph
They're kind of like memes
Depicting a story
A song you can sing
A people's dream
Or lots of different things!
Little more advanced
But in a sense
A hieroglyph is a meme
They're the same thing!
I,
Nanabozho
Invented them
Gave it to the Indian
10,000 years ago!
But anyway
What that Holy Trinity
Of Stupidity
Was doing
Wasn't okay!
So
I,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
As an ant
On a plant
At their university
Came to those three
And just told them plainly

'Hey,
Fuck off'

But don't scoff
Instead of listening
To this TALKING ANT
ON A PLANT
They started arguing
With me!
Said I,
Nanabozho,
and my Simple Child of the Potawatomi
Weren't enough Pro-LGBT!
Said we weren't enough Pro-Social Justice!
Said we were racist
Said we deserved it!
Made me a bit
Angry
I,
Nanabozho,
Told those three

'Okay so
If strife
Is all you fill
In others' life
If you continue down this trail
You will fail!
For I,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Watch over the Anishinaabe
And All Natives of This Land
Turtle Island
Continent So Grand!
Especially
After that Trail of Tears
And all those miserable years!
But if you listen
And pay attention
A Never Ending Vacation
Awaits you three
After you die
Its no lie!
Its easy
To guarantee
An Eternity
Of fun
That's never done
Eternal bliss
That's endless!
Listen!
Just don't be evil
Don't be a cannibal
Don't be a child molester
Don't be selling no bad medicine!
Don't be no murderer!
Don't be no racist!
Don't be no rapist!
That's it
.
.
.
Technically'

I
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
Told those three
But Stupidest Girly
In History
Wouldn't fuck off!
Turned it into a standoff!
Instead of a beautiful meeting
Of making amends
She was filled with laughter!
Her and her two friends
Started teasing!

"Whatever!
You lie!
There's no God
You whack job
Right Wing
Christian nutter!"

Was her reply
In a high pitch ring

"Like...
What...
Ev...
Er...
Besides
That's like...
Hella vague
And hella dumb
Like...
What's bad medicine?
What's that even mean?"

Bit annoying
To I,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Inventor of the Time Machine
But my patience
Is endless

"Okay
So listen
Alright?
I'm a CHIEFTAIN!
FLIPPIN' LISTEN!
Bad medicine
Is bad religion
Or healin'
Or advice
But listen
LISTEN
YOU MORONS!
There is some bad medicine
You never want to do
Its true
Like...
.
.
.
Oh!
I know!
A sin
Most foul
Never make a mask of mockery
Of an Ayazhe'nai
Guardian Angel of the Anishinaabe
Head like an owl
Horns like a deer
Body like a tree
Don't make that mask of mockery
.
.
.
Oh yeah
How could I forget!
I'm such an idiot!
And don't make a Metal Tree
Of Mockery!
Don't put the kiddy
On that Tree
Of Mockery!
Or you'll go directly to Hell
A Hell so Fell!
And especially
Don't make a mask of mockery,
A metal tree,
Come for a kiddy
As they sleep
And dream deep,
And try and put said kiddy
On said metal tree
Tonight
At this time
And location
I'm writing on this bit
Of paper
It would like
Super duper bad karma
Worse than nuking
All of California!
No I'm not joking
You'd technically
Be the most Damned Person
In History!'

Then I
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Handed her
That paper
And went on my way!

But later
That night
I awoke
To the Stupidest Sight!

'WHAT THE FUCK?!
YOU THREE
SERIOUSLY?!?
YOU DIDN'T LISTEN!'

I,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Did scream in fury
At those three
Dressed in wacky drag
Led by that Horrendous Hag
Stupidest Girly
In History
WEARING A MASK OF MOCKERY
HOLDING A METAL TREE!
Right in front of me
As I slept in my bed
Broke through my front door
With a crowbar
Thought I was a kiddy
Prey so easy
But it was me
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
Master Shape Shifter
Laying a trap for her
Along with Bugs Bunny
Who is Michebou!
Because he's real
Yes its true
His skin
I did feel!

Our trap sprung
I,
Nanabozho,
Stuck out my tongue,
Sitting on a Tree
Of my Ancestry
Right infront of those idiots
Clad in beautiful blankets
Jewellry
Overcome with laughter
As
Michebou
Shot his revolver
At Girl Who Brings Shame
To Her Family Name
Blew up her head
Made her dead
With precision aim
Sent her
To the Here After

With my trusty
Fishing rod
I,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Hooked Gay Judas
By his trouser
As he screamed for his God
Opened a portal
Into a wood chipper
Right under him
Gave Gay Judas a drop
And watched him pop!
Finally
I,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
Had completely
Lost it
All because of this idiot
Stupidest Girly
In History

"Now you HAVE to listen
To this Chieftain
Me!
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
For all this stupid strife
I'M DELETING YOUR LIFE!
Making a quest
Collecting the best
Throughout all Eternity
Everything
That Ever Be
All together
In perfect harmony
A Never Ending Story!
We'll craft a Hell
For yee
Stupidest Girly
History!
A Hell unlike anything seen
Like something from a dream!
Show off the power
Of me!
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe!
For you see
Don't cross an Indian
For I have a secret
To tell
Our Heaven
Is your Hell!"

Then I,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Began punching that disgrace
Stupidest Girly
In History
Right in the face
Ramping up speed
I never stopped my deed!
Faster and faster
I punched that Child Molester
Quicker and quicker
With all my might
My fist
Became faster
Than the speed of light!
But I,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
Didn't slow my pace
I kept punching that face
Faster than anything seen
So fast
I turned that human being
Into a Time Machine
Punched that hoe
Right into the Time Flow
And
Before I knew it
I was back in 1883
In a boarding school
Run by fools
And that's the story so far!"

Bit of an oddity
To that Girly
Of the Potawatomi
Stupidest Girly
In History
And her two friends
To the end
Nanabozho's story
Sounded so wacky!

"Quite a bit of confusion
I know!
But see
This story
Is reality!
Luckily
Since I'm Emissary
Of the Gitche-Manitou
God That Made and Loves You
One with Everything That Ever Be
Through Out Eternity
I can make copies
Of me,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
Send them into the Time Flow
Watch over our family
Our tribe
Our people
So they can help us
In our quest
Because they're the best!"

Said Nanabozho
As that Tree
Of his Ancestry
Lifted that he,
Jiibayaabooz,
And that Child of the Potawatomi
Through Eternity

"But the question
Remains
What is her Damnation?
What fate
Does await
Stupidest Girly
In History
And that Holy Trinity
Of Stupidity
In Eternity?"

Said Nanabozho
As that Tree
Of those Three's
Ancestry
Took them through Eternity

"It'll be
Miracles for you
Me
He
She
Everything
That Ever Be
Through Out ALL
Eternity!
We'll add Stupidest Girly
In History
Into our
Time War
Delete her life
Replace it with everykind
Of miracle
All through out time
Victory
That Lasts An Eternity
Is guarantee,
Julie,
And we haven't even started yet!"

Then Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Performed a feat
So elite!
Pulled a copy
Of she
That Horrendous Hag
Stupidest Girly
In History
Out of his medicine bag
Exploded the Whore
In a shower of gore
And reformed the idiot
Into a Time Door
Through that rift
Julie could see
Monstrocities
Soldiers of the New World Order
The Carnal Carnival
Of the Lords of Evil
The Black Nobility
Carrying out their attack
On a snowy cul-de-sac

"C'mon Julie!"

Said Jibaayabooz
Dream Bunny

"Now you'll see
How we
The Potawatomi
Watch over our Ancestry!"

Meanwhile

Back in 1994
Out of a door
Formed out of a human being
Emblazoned with a paper mask
Of mockery
Right above that army
Of the Black Nobility
The Carnal Carnival
Riding a Tree of her Ancestry
Came Julie
A Child of the Potawatomi
And on her head
Sat a bunny
Jiibayaabooz
King of the Hell
Chief of the Dead!

"Listen to me
Julie!"

Exclaimed that rabbit
As he raised his red boxing gloves
Above
And began to fly like a dove

"I,
Jiibaayabooz
King of the Hell
Cannot lose!
Follow me
We're making a fairytale!
Tonight
We have a date!
Send the Black Nobility
To their fate!
Send em' to Hell
We're doing it in style
And going the extra mile!"

Those Beasts so Low
That Army of Wendigo
Couldn't believe
What they did see
Raining fire
Screaming in ire
Cannons firing free
Chainswords roaring
Like a cornered rat
The Carnal Carnival
Threw a fit
A fight to the death
To the very last breath!
Taking their last hits of meth
Soldiers of the New World Order
Joined the fray
Ready for their last day

Flying over armoured columns
Julie and Jiibayabooz
Picked their way through
That Procession of Damnation
Dream Bunny
Punching them into ooze
Ivy of the Potawatomi
Flowing free
From Julie
Strangling those Wendigo
Men of the Troll of Toronto
That Carnal Carnival
Unleashed it all
Missiles and artillery
Howitzsers and tanks
Firing point blank
At that little girly
Of the Potawatomi
A tribe of the Anishinaabe
Guided by Jiibayabooz
They hunted those Lords of Sin
Who Feast on Children
All over the nieghborhood
Riding swirling trunks of wood
Smashing and crushing
Every Stormtrooper

Julie
And on her head
Dream Bunny
Chief of the Dead
On stalks of ivy
They did tower
Over those Soldiers
Of the New World Order
In a beautiful dance
Those two where lost
In a trance
Ivy
And punches
Flying faster
Than your eye can see
Smashing Wendigo
In bloody crunches
Together
They reaped a bloody slaughter
Giggling in laughter

Meanwhile
Back in 1883...

Carrie,
Mr. Mephistopheles,
Bugs Bunny,
And Nanabozho too
Where watching the Destruction
Of the Dalmatian of Damnation
And his Carnal Carnival
Through a television
Created through the Stupidest Girly
In History's
Nervous system

"Those Black Nobility!
Totally evil!"

Proclaimed Bugs Bunny
As he munched on a carrot
Perched comfortably
Ontop of Carrie's head
As she lay in her bed

"But this fight
Though quite a sight
Is taking too long!
Oh this Carnal Carnival
A thousand strong
Armed to the teeth
Wendigo
vs
Just Julie,
A Lady Midewin,
Jiibaayabooz,
A Child of the Potawatomi,
An Indian Chief
And me too
Bit unfair
If you ask this hare!
Now here's a secret
Little Carrie
From this Rabbit
See
Time Travel
Is indeed possible!
All we gotta do
Is punish
The Stupidest Girly
In History
Make sure her agony
And misery
Doesn't finish!"

With a snap of his finger
A Green and Purple Door
Did appear
Above it
A sign
Glowing neon by design

'Mapping Out the Sun
For a Million Years'

Carrie could see
There really was somebody
Still inside what did remain
Of her brain
Of she
Stupidest Girly
In History
For her one remaining eye
Did expand
And cry
When she realized
Bugs' plan

"Remember
Why we do this to her!"

Yelled Bugs Bunny
As he picked her up
Like she was just a young pup

"This is the fate that awaits her
FOR BEING A CHILD MOLESTER!"

And with an underhanded throw
Bugs Bunny
Best Friend of Nanabozho
Tossed the Stupidest Girly
In History
Right through
That Door
But Carrie
Was amazed to see
Right after
Immediately
Stupidest Girly
In History
Did reappear
Through a blender
Right infront of her!

"Just a bit
Just the tip!"

Said that Cartoon Rabbit

"Of the Lowest Pit
Of Hell!"

Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Laughed in glee

"This quest
It's the best!
An oddity
Of an odyssey
Use Stupidest Girly
In History's
Misery
And agony
To power
A Time Machine
Made out of a Human Being!
This Girl
Will save the world!
Just need more punishments!
I,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Have an idea
Full of brilliance
I think I,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Need reinforcements!"

Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Leaped on the ceiling
Grabbed a spoon
And pot
Out of his medicine bag
And in the light of the moon
Began banging
Awakening
Everybody
In Carrie's dormitory
8 girls
In all
Her whole hall
Jumped out of their bed
And couldn't believe
Who hovered above their head
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Defying gravity
Grinning in glee
Dressed so fashionably

"Oh what a beautiful
Moooorning
Oh what a beautiful
Daaaaay!"

He began to sing
So happy and gay
As he did ring
That pot

"It is I,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
On a quest
From our Ancestry
From the God of Our Dreams!
Assemble the best
Give the Stupidest Girly
In History
The Worse Punishment
Power our Time Machine
And use her
To take down the New World Order!" 

Those girls
Stood in amazement
At Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Holding her above his head
For them to see
The Stupidest Girly
In History
Glowing blood red

"See
Children
Stupidest Girly
In History
Is Done!
Bit like a game
A game of reality!
By the Gitche Manitou
God that Made and Loves You
Me
He
She
Everything That Ever be
Throughout All Eternity!"

Without a sound
Nanabozho
Fell to the ground
And impaled
The Queen of the Damned
On the Spear of Destiny

"Now
Girlies
Every Native Of this Land
Turtle Island
So Grand
Has ivy
Within yee
Can transmit
Memory
But!
Only in an emergency
On a mission
From the God Who Made You
The Gitche-Manitou
Also,"

Said Nanabozho
As began to swirl manically
Around the Stupidest Girly
In History
As she
Was impaled on the Spear of Destiny
But his grinning face
Focused specifically
On that Complete Disgrace
The Stupidest Girly
In History

"That ivy
Sends evil men
To their Damnation!"

Nanabozho
Laughed merrily
As he held the Stupidest Girly
In History
Aloft for all to see!

"But this glitch bitch
She'll never be dead!
That's what happens
When you try
And molest me
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe!
This quest goes on
Infinitely!
For all Eternity!
Our Never Ending Story!
Add more Damned Men
To the Stupidest Girly
In History!
Men
Like the New World Order
Like Stupidest Girly
In History!"

With a simple wink
And a blink
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Tore that the girl
Into a portal
From a dimension
Thats just a blender
Out of her
Came a fat rat
Dressed in Amber-Crombie and Fitch
Looking like he came out of a ditch
Stumbling like an inebriate

"Ah great!
Gay Judas
In the flesh!
The racist bully
With a two inch penis
Watch girlies
See how I operate"

Spinning madly
Like a flying tumble weed
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Ripped a hole
Through Gay Judas'
Skull
Grabbed his
Nervous system
Right out of him

"This is all I need
Yes indeed!"

Did sing
That tumble weed
Threading that bleeding blue string
Right into the Stupidest Girly
In History

"Everything that happens to she
Happens to he!
Now Gay Judas
He's new to this
But see
He's so fucking mean
I sent him to the present
1883
From 2016
So I could just increase
His punishment!
Now Girlies
Shoot your ivy
Into the Stupidest Girly
In History
And as you do
I want you
To
Imagine every owie
Every cut
Every bruise
Every broken bone
Every cough
Every fever
Imagine
You are sending it
To her!
Like she's a type of
Mechanical reciever!"

And one by one
Each Girl
Completed the task
Until it was done
In the corner
Hooked up to her
Gay Judas did scream
Noiselessy
Writhing
As the pain
Overcame his brain
Nanabozho did beam
At the scene
Infront of he

"Now girlies
I'm adding every child molester
Ever
Every Damned Man
Not just on Turtle Island
This Continent So Grand
But
Through Out Eternity
To Stupidest Girly
In History
I'm using their
Agony
And misery
Which lasts for all Eternity
To power
Our
Time Machine
Take down the Lords of Strife
The Black Nobility
Listen children!
This is now your life
And beyond!
Our glory
And greatness
Shall echo
Through Out Eternity!
For it is a guarantee
For all of us
All will know
Our story"

Said Nanabozho
Holding the Spear of Destiny
Above those Girlies
In their dark dormitory
Glowing a Divine light
Illuminating the night

"Your Anglo Saxon names?
Not anymore!
They're your code names
In our
Game of Games!
The Time War!
But see
We can't just sit and punish
The Stupidest Girly
In History
We have to add
People like Gay Judas
To her
Its good
Its just
Its definitely a must
Plus its good karma!
Now I,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
Know
In the gloom
Of the restroom
There's a headmaster
Drunk off bourbon
Coming for the little children
In the night
Filling them with fright
Committing acts of lechery!
That can't be
While I
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Have the Stupidest Girly
In History!"

With one swift flick
Of a kick
Nanabozho
Knocked the Stupidest Girl
Of All
Right into the wall
Landing with a splat
That Sleazy Slut
Morphed into
A kind of tv!

"Lookie lookie!"

Proclaimed Nanabozho
As he
Produced another copy
Of the Stupidest Girly
In History
From his medicine bag
Taking a cleaver
Her head
Nanabozho
Seperated from her
Tossed it in the air
And it miraculously
Began to fly

"Stupidest Girly
In History
Has lots of different Hells
Awaiting her
This one
Is my video recorder!
Used to broadcast
My fairy tales
Across the galaxies!
Another
Fate for her!
Does it until Time
Is done
Which is never!
Watch me girlies!
I'm on intergalactic tv!"

Shouted Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Spinning madly
Turning into a copy
Of Carrie
With four feathers
Shining in her hair
Pointing at the tv
Nanabozho covered her nose

"See what
The headmaster
Chose!
When he became a child molester
How hard he does lose!
The fate
He did choose!
This is no dream
Things aren't as they seem!
This might seem like insanity
But
This is reality!
We're making history!
You'll all see
Once you enter Eternity!"

In a puff of dust
Nanabozho did dissapear
But the Stupidest TV
In History
Began to readjust
Electrons in her body
Regrouping
Until those girlies
Late at night
Watched a miraculous sight
From that pedophile
So vile
Came a movie title...

THE HEADMASTER WHO WAS A CHILD MOLESTER

In the dim
Of that restroom
Outside the dormitory
Hid that head master
Wanting to commit acts
Of indencency
Against the girlies
Thought it wasn't a sin
Because they're Indian
Because the color of their skin
Because the way God made them!
He did see
What he thought
Was a little girly
Going for a pee
In a quick dash
He grabbed what he sought
But things where not
As he thought
He thought it was a nightmare
When that girlies eyes
Began to flash
A yellow glare
Smirking cartoonishly
Laughing uncontrollably
From her body
Ivy
With black thorns
Sprouted
Picking her up
Over that child molester

"Oh headmaster
A lesson
For yee
From me!
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi!
Listen
There's a Law of Diminishing Return
When you sin
Father Gives Us What We Earn!"

Said the Chief of the Potawatomi
As she
Bounced all over the gloom
Of that restroom
Ivy growing free
From every wall
That Headmaster
Could only cower
Plants of Divinity
Blocking his escape


"Its too late!
No redemption
For does who commit
Child molestion
Witness your fate!"

Spinning
All across the lavatory
Ivy
Flowing
All over her body
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
Extended her pinky
And shot that ivy
So thorny
Into the headmaster's body
And Nananbozho
Violated her
In a way he could not
Violate she
He
You
Me
Anything That Ever Be
Through Out All Eternity
 Into every artery
Every vein
Right into his brain!
His nuts
She did bust!
Flowers of Divinity
Trailing Arbetus
Favorite of Jesus
Feasting from his meat
A bouqet did bud
Drinking his blood
Smelling so sweet
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Roared with laughter
As she slowly
Removed that ivy
From the headmaster

But she
Wouldn't let he
Be!
Nanabozho
Wouldn't let that Headmaster
Die
Enter the Time Flow
Enter the Here After
Made him resurrect
Like Jesus
For that headmaster did offend
Father in the Sky
God You Can't Deny
Lord Most High!
Dancing all around
That restroom
She shot that ivy
Into that perveyor of sin
Molester of Children
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
And
Again
Laughing at his doom
As she danced around the bathroom
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Surveyed her work

"Just a taste!
Of the waste
That awaits
You Headmaster
In the Here After!
Your soul
Will be my canvas
My paint
Your pain
A piece of art
That's endless"

Said Nanabozho
As she puffed her tobacco

"And this only the start
This is no dream
Things aren't as they seem!
A present for yee
Early
A Welcome to Reality!
Don't thank me!
Thank the Stupidest Girly
In History!
Your friend
Till the end
Of Eternity!"

And with a stamp of her foot
Nanabozho
Did put
A blender
Right under
That headmaster
Obliterated his body
In a mess so gory
Sprouts of red liquid
Shot all over Nanabozho
As she roared in laughter
Like a little kid
And the next thing she did
With a snap of her finger!
She made another
Copy
Of that headmaster!
Fell right from roof
Out of a fiery hole
A portal
Into a boiler
Landed in a smoky poof
Flesh charring
Organs popping
Skin melting
Bones cracking

"Its time
For the Finale!"

Nanabozho said
Finally
Pointing at the floating head
Behind she
The head of the Stupidest Girly
In History
Girl Who'll Never Be Dead
Nanabozho
Exploded she
Into a tear
Through reality
Right through the Time Flow
Right back to the dormitory
Turned that tv
Made of the Girl
In Ultimate Damnation
Into a type of Instant Teleportation!

Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Dragged that burnt out headmaster
Right next to her
At least
The copy of Stupidest Girly
In History
Impaled on the Spear of Destiny
And with a silver needle
Nanabozho
Spinning into a spider
Threaded the nervous system
Of that man so horrible
Pedophile so vile
Right into she
The Stupidest Girly
In History
Electricity
Flowing between the two
As the he
Was uploaded to the Mizi-Manitou
Girl Whose Soul is Poo
Senses intermingling
Pain overwhelming
A fate beyond understanding
That Man So Damned
Curled
On the ground
Let out a tiny whimper
His last sound
Till the End of Forever
(Which is Never)

"Its a bit of a
Share The Experience
Type of deal!
All the pain
They feel
They share
In their brain
A Never Ending Nightmare!"

Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
God's Clown
Told those girlies
Dressed in their night gowns
Listening attentively
Unable to believe
What grief
That Chief
Did sow

"The worse the Hell
For everybody
Connected to Stupidest Girly
In History
The better our Fairy Tale!
Their pain and terror
Does power
Our Time Machine
Made Out of Human Beings!
Things aren't as they seem!
Remember
This is no dream!"

And with a skip
And a hop
Nanabozho
Made Stupidest Girly
In History
Burn and pop
Flares
Shooting off her
Rockets red glare
Purple plumes
Sparkles of every colour
Danced around the room
And from her doom
Did bloom
8 different cabinets
And when each girl
Looked in it
Those children
Found
A Green and Purple
Thompson Sub Machine Gun
Made specifically for each of them

"A Gift from me!
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Infinite ammo
Works only on the Black Nobility
No recoil
Annhilates those who're evil
Makes a real cool
KABLAMMO!
An exchange
For the soul of that fool
That child molester headmaster!
But there's going to be more
Coming out of that Dumb Whore!"

And when each girly
Had their SMG,
Checked,
And ready,
Mr. Mephistopheles
Towering above them all
Spread out
A trunk of a tree
As long as the hall
In their dormitory
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Did hop
Right ontop
Of that tree
Of Mr. Mephistopheles
And those girlies
Followed he
One by one
8 children
Each equipped
With a Thompson Sub-Machine Gun
At the front
Nanabozho,
Mr. Mephistopheles,
And Michebou too
At the head
Of this pack
On that tree
So black
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Dressed most fashionably
Hair styled impeccably

"Stupidest Girly
In History!
For Having Shit for a Soul
You are now my Personal Wormhole!"

Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Yelled
As Stupidest Girly
In History
Reformed
That Whore
Turned into a Door
Labeled

'1994'

"Alright girlies!"

Announced Michebou
As he produced a shotgun
Out of nothin'
And began loading shells

"That Black Nobility
Has to go to Hell
Immidiately!
For I know
I'm one with the Time Flow!
A prophecy
About we!
For it is You,
Me,
Mr. Mephistopheles
And Nanabozho too
Who did slay
The Carnal Carnival
And saved the day!"

And with a lightening dash
Mr. Mephistopheles
Carrying that whole party
Did smash
Right through that door
Made out of that whore
Stupidest Girly
In History...

Back in 1994
In the tunnels
Dug by House Savoy
Soldiers of the Easter Bunny
Diggers and engineers
Prepared for retreat
Lined the doors
Of their burrow
With C-4
They recieved the command
From the Dalmatian
Retreat back to the tunnel
Back to the Nation
Of Damnation
This day
Is a loss
Forces in dissarray
Shaken by dismay
Never the less
They live to fight another day
Those Soldiers
Of the New World Order
Lords of the Damned
Carried out their orders

But when everything was prepared
And ready
An oddity
Something quite queer
So wierd
Did appear
Right in the middle
Of their main tunnel
Infront of Bunny Engineers
A wormhole
Torn
From a dimension
Of raging ice storm
Came
She
The Stupidest Girly
In History
Dumbfounded
Those Engineers
Of the Black Nobility
As she exploded
Into another portal
And right into them,
Those Soldiers of Sin,
Did smash
A Tree
A Tree of an Ayazhe'ni
A Tree off Mr. Mephistopheles
Carrying Nanabozho,
Michebou,
And Carrie's whole hall
Tommy Guns blazing
That hunting party
Of the Chief of the Potawatomi
Reaped a bloody toll
Upon the forces of the Troll
Of Toronto
Through every tunnel
Mr. Mephistopheles
Did shoot
His every root
Branches
Spinning and twisting
Faster than the eye could see
Reduced those Bunnies
Into puddles so bloody!
Ripped apart
Right from the start!

Meanwhile...

That Dalmatian of Damnation
From within his MBT
Erupted in rage
At the utter devastation
Brought upon his procession
By a mirage
Over half his Carnal Carnival
Reduced to burning rubble
By an enemy
He could not see
But through his nav-goggle
He could now see
The entrance of House Savoy's
Tunnel

"SMOKE NOW!"

He roared into his comms
As every remaining APC
And MBT
Of that Lord of the Black Nobility
Shot off sparkling flares
Emitting metallic glares 
Reversing at full throttle
Right towards that tunnel
The Dalmation of Damnation
Surveying his nav screen
Stared in disbelief
At the scene
Destruction and grief
Laid upon him
By that Lady Midewin
Of the Potawatomi
And a mysterious Indian Chief 
Finally he did see
Something moving
In the flames
Of the remains
He saw
A Tree
A Tree Just for He
And his Black Nobility
Flowing free
And mighty
Through the fire
Growing ever higher
He saw that Lady Midewin
And her Great Grandson
Sliding and dancing
Gracefully
On that Tree
Of their Ancestry
And
Impaled upon
Wooden fingers
Of the Lady Midewin
One his subordinate commanders
Body descrated
And bloody
That Dalmation of Damnation
Couldn't hold his fury

"DRIVER
REVERSE
UNDERSTAND
I'M TAKING OVER THE CANNON"

Punching in commands
To his comm deck
His chair
Began to rise
Right into another chamber
Two more wendigo
Embedded in this MBT
Their bodies
And nervous systems
The fire control
With a few flicks of a button
The Dalmatian of Damnation
Assumed command
Of two chainguns
So grand
Massive rounds
Began cycling
Target systems
Engaging
Circuitry
Sparkling
He set his yellow eye
Right upon she
That Lady Midewin
And her Great-Grandson
Pulling down on that trigger
And with a defeaning roar
He began to pour
Infernal fire
Round after round
Exploding in yellow
Blossoms
Tearing up the ground

But that Dalmatian of Damnation
Wendigo so low
Didn't see
Behind he!
His rage and fury
Blinded he!
For what greeted the remnants
Of the Carnal Carnival
At the entrance
Of that tunnel
Was a Tree
Of Mr. Mephistopheles
Carrying Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi,
Carrie,
Her whole dormitory,
And Michebou too!
With Thompson SMGs
Firing wildly
They cut right into
The Elite
Of the Troll of Toronto
Turning that retreat
Into a rout!

Ivy did sprout
From the backs
Of those children
Spinning off Mr. Mephistopheles
As if he was a jungle gym
Firing with pinpoint accuracy
They sent those Wendigo
Into the Time Flow
With deaths so gory!
Laughing so merrily
Jumping from tank to APC
Shooting that ivy
Right into
Those iron chassis of sin
Turning those Wendigo
Into pulp
Tossed those vehicles
Of those Beasts so evil
Like they where toys
For little girls and boys
That Carnal Carnival
Found no mercy
No respite
During that fight

Smashing from both flanks
That Hunting Party
Of the Anishinaabe
Tore through the ranks
Floating with ease
Watched over by Mr. Mephistopheles
Cutting into the New World Order
Like a hot knife
Through butter
That Dalmatian of Damnation
Could only scream in confusion
As he ran out of ammunition
All throughout his comm-net
Where screams
Of agony
And misery
Then complete silence
As his Black Nobility
Entered Eternity
But for he
For coming for that Lady Midewin
That Lord of Sin
Could barely comprend
What awaited him

Roots
Did shoot
All into his MBT
That tank so unholy
With sparks
Illuminating the dark
That Tree
Of the Anishinaabe
Cut right into that MBT
Screaming in fear
That Dalmation of Damnation
Began to rise in the air
Pulled from his chair
For what greeted he
Was the utter destruction
Of the whole Carnal Carnival
Reduced to a smear
All around he
Floating so near
Those Children
Back on Mr. Mephistopheles
Joined by Jiibayabooz,
That Lady Midewin
And her Great Grandson
And at the head
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Dancing merrily
Dressed in her best
Jingle dress
Jewellry sparkling
Dressed so fashionably
Yet also modestly
Dark hair
Flowing
In the air
Bronze face
Glowing
From purity
Of her soul
A Noble Indian Chief
Smoking a bowl
Full of keef

"Oh ho ho!"

Laughed Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Wagging her finger
Dissaprovingly

"Oh Black Nobility
So full of stupidity!
You can't hunt we
The Anishinaabe!
Hell for all Eternity
For coming after we!"

That Dalmation of Damnation
Could only stare
As Nanabozho
Jumped in the air
And performed a miracle
In the dark of a winter night
Right in the middle
Of the Twin Cities
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Raised the whole Carnal Carnival
In a ray of divine light
Made it quite the sight
And transported all of them
His Anishinaabe Hunting party
And that Carnal Carnival
Of the Black Nobility
Right
To The Hall
Of the All
The Hall Made For You
Me
He
She
Everything That Ever Be
Through Out All Eternity
The Hall of the Gitche-Manitou
God that Made and Loves You
Me
He
She
Everything That Ever Be
Through Out All Eternity
For He Is You
Me
He
She
Everything That Ever Be
Through Out All Eternity

All around them
The Ancestry
Of those Children
The Potawatomi
The Ojibwe
The Odawa
The Whole Three Fires Confederacy
Every Anishinaabe
Every Tribe You Can Describe
That Ever Be
Through Out All Eternity
Where throwing
A big party
For they where watching
What was happening!
Faces beaming
Drums beating
Children cheering!
Fire works exploding
Guns saluting
For those heroines
Taking down Wendigo
Lords of Sorrow

Dancing oh so gaily
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Dress jingling
Hair flowing
Jumped in the middle
Of the celebration
Brought the headmaster
Out of her bag
And
She did snag
That whole Carnal Carnival
With her ivy
Twirled the whole Procession
Of the Dalmatian of Damnation
All those Stormtroopers
Of the New World Order
And the Headmaster
All together
Into a ball
For a little kiddy
She dribbled that ball
All through out Our Hall
The Hall Made for You
Me
He
She
Everything That Ever Be
Through Out Eternity
Doing tricks
So sick
So elite
Bounced on her finger
To her feet
From wall to wall
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Threw that ball
All over the Hall
She passed it to you
Me
He
She
Everything That Ever Be
Through Out All Eternity
Making up games
With no names
Running free
Laughing happily
To and fro
Nanabozho
And those Children
Bounced the Ball
Of the Carnal Carnival
And that Headmaster
In the shadow of that Tree
Made for you
Me
He
She
Everything That Ever Be
Through Out Eternity
Bronze Silver and Gold
Craftsmanship so bold
Under the gaze
Of their Ancestry
They played every game
Ever made
Under the shade
Of that Tree of Harmony
Of Pleasantry
Of Beauty
Of Synchronicity
Of Unity
For what seemed like an Eternity

Finally
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
In an NBA jersey
Embroidered with Bugs Bunny
Grabbed that Ball
Of the Carnal Carnival

"Attention All!"

Proclaimed Nanabozho
In the middle of the Hall
Right infront of that Tree
Of Eternity
Bronze, silver, and gold
Craftsmenship so bold!
Glowing majestically
Branches spanning
Throughout multiple realities
Spinning that Ball
Of the New World Order
On his index finger
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Held it aloft
For All in the Hall
To see

"A Gift
From me
Nanabozho!
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
The fate
Of the New World Order
And the fate
Of every child molester
Ever!"

And with a mighty lunge
Nanabozho
Did perform
A slam dunk
Pierced
The Ball
Of the Carnal Carnival
Right on onto a trunk
Of that Tree
Made For You
Me
He
She
Everything that Ever Be
A mighty cry
Filled the Hall
Of Our Father in the Sky
God You Can't Deny
Through out All realities
Soldiers of the New World Order
Along
With that Headmaster
Could only scream in horror
And terror
As their chest cavities
Exploded in gore
Athereal energy
Electrocuting their bodies
But their torture
Wasn't over

Floating from above
In a ray of light
Came the Gitche Manitou
God That Made and Loves You
In all his might!
A little glowing blue
Manitou
Wearing a mask
Emblazoned with a thunderbird
And antlers like a deer
Flying on a cloud
Drinking out of flask
And having a smoke
Eyes glowing red
He spoke
Directly into everyone's head

"It is I!
The Gitche-Manitou
God that Made and Loves You
Me
He
She
Everything That Ever Be
Through Out Eternity
Working in Harmony
Our Father in the Sky
God You Can't Deny
Lord Most High
Grandfather Great Mystery
God of Gods
God of the Indians
God of Your Ancesty
THE
STRONGEST
GOD!!!"

He said telepathically
To Nanabozho's party
Gazing upon
Those children
He singled out Julie

"Ah
THE CHOSEN ONE!
Very
Important to all Eternity!
A plan
So grand
For you Julie!
The Death of the Black Nobility
Is but a guarentee!"

"Ah yes
Undubitably
It was foretold by Jesus!"

A hunched figure
Did spoke
Features
Like a monster
Flowing red cloak
Fingers like daggers
Towering ten feet tall
He stood over those children
In that Hall
Upon his head
A metal mask
Of mockery
Head like an owl
Sneering so foul
Horns like a demon

"Pardon
My ugliness
Children
I
Am the Black Baron
Of Belgium
Regeant
Of the Serpent
Ruler of the Black Barony
Religious Authority
Of the Black Nobility
See
The Death of the Black Nobility
Is such a guarentee
Since we go
Against Nanabozho
And his Time Machine
Our souls in Eternity
Already belong to he!
Complete Total Damnation
Awaits we
The Black Nobility
But see
This story
Is about the journey
Not the destination!"

Our Father in the Sky
God You Can't Deny
The Gitche Manitou
Little guy
Glowing blue
Golden mask
Antlers like a deer
Sipped his flask
And did continue

"In reality!
The Death Black Nobility
Thats up to the Chief of the Potawatomi
A nice story
Where victory
Is a guarentee!"

Said the Gitche Manitou
As he took another
Cigarette
Out of his pocket
And took a big drag

"But what I saw
I can't forget
That Horrible Hag
Inside Nanabozho's Medicine Bag
The Stupidest Girly
In History!
See children
I gave up tobacco
Gave it to Nanabozho
And all of creation!
But now
I'm back on the wagon!
See this Girly
Really IS
THE
Stupidest Girly
In History
Lemme show you
Its true!"

Out of his cloud
The Gitche Manitou
Grabbed a dictionary
Labed OFFICIAL ETERNITY,
A copy of Stupidest Girly in History,
Threw her
On the ground
And began to read aloud
As she
Sat there completely dumbfound

"Let's see...
Ah here we go
R
For
RETARD
NOUN
Someone Who Goes Against Me
The Gitche Manitou
God that Made and Loves You
Our Father in the Sky
God You Can't Deny
Lord Most High
Grand Father Great Mystery
Everything That Ever Be
Through Out Eternity
Working in Harmony!"

Grabbing the book
The Gitche Manitou
Shoved it
Into the face
Of that Disgrace
So she could have a look

"AND UNDER EXAMPLE
THERE'S A PICTURE OF YOU
THIS IS OFFICIAL
ITS ON THE RECORD
YOU
ARE
A
RETARD!!!"

The Gitche Manitou
God That Made and Loves You
God Of Your Dreams
God of Gods
God of the Indian
Did scream
As he did crumble
His flask
And threw it right
At the Girl Most Evil
Stupidest Girly
In History's face
Faster than the speed of light
Glowing with holy grace
With a explosive CRASH
Hit her head
The Girl Who'll Never Be Dead
And
Knocked her
Over the place
Everywhere
All over that Hall
Made For You
Me
He
She
Everything That Ever Be
From ever corner
Every chandelier
Every chair
Here
There
Everywhere!
The Stupidest Pinball
Bounced and ricocheted
All over Father's Hall
For what seemed like an Eternity
Until finally
It came back
To Nanabozho's party
Standing ready
With a green and purple bat
Grandfather Great Mystery
Summoned his whole might
Hit that Pinball
Of the Stupidest Girl of all
With loud crack
It landed with a splat!
Right
On that Tree
Made for You
Me
He
She
Everything That Ever Be
Throughout Eternity
Bronze Silver and Gold
Craftsmenship so bold
Glowing aetherially
Crackling with energy
It impaled Stupidest Girly
In History

"But wait
There's more
For this Dumb Whore..."

Said the Gitche Manitou
God that Made and Loves You
God of Your Dreams
As he pulled a keyboard
Out of nowhere
Connected a wire
To his Tree
Of Eternity
And began to play a chord
So beautiful
So wonderful
So funky
From the screams
Of all those so evil
Who Go
Against the God of Your Dreams
Pierced on that Tree
Of Harmony
Of Pleasantry
Of Synchronicity
Of Unity
Of Beauty
For all Eternity

"Ah
Music to my ears!"

Said Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi

"But we're not done
With the Carnal Carnival!
Listen children
That was too much fun!"

From atop Julie's head
Jibaayabooz
Chief of the Dead
King of the Hell
Nodded in agreement

"Best Part
Of our Fairy Tale
The Ultimate Punishment!
Their souls
Are now shattered
Cast through out Eternity
It'll be as if the Black Nobility
Never mattered
Already that mess
In Minnepolis
And St. Paul?
Cleaned up by the All
Lord of this Most Wonderous Hall!
Erased from history
That Black Nobility
By the Three Fires Confederacy!
Another bit
Of the lowest pit
Of Hell
All that Black Nobility
Will ever be
Is villians
In a fairytale
For All Spirits Who Sail
Through Out Eternity!"

Proclaimed the Dream Rabbit
And with a twitch of his ear
Jibaayabooz made appear
A Door of that Wretched Whore
Most Damned
Girly In History
A Door into a Game
A Game of Reality
With the Name

TEST YOUR METTLE
AGAINST THE CARNAL CARNIVAL

"A Gift
From we"

Said Jibaayabooz
Gleaming happily
At this good news

"The Potawatomi
Ojibwe
Odawa
The Whole Three Fires Confederacy
The Anishinaabe
From Every Tribe
You Can Describe
On Turtle Island
This Continent So Grand
To All
In Father's Hall
The Hall Made For You
Me
He
She
Everything That Ever Be
Through Out All Eternity
So they can see
This story
The Secret War
Between the Anishinaabe
And the Black Nobility
Is reality
Once Everybody
Enters Eternity!
Girlies
This is no dream
Things aren't as they seem!
For this is just the start!
For completing this part
Of our chore
We can solve a mystery
Plauging humanity
Keeping people
Up at night
Causing pain
In their brain!
The more
Black Nobility
We pierce on that Tree
Of Eternity
More answers
To mysteries!
But where to start.."

"Lets do something smart!"

Said Julie
All the girls
Of the dormitory
Did agree

"How about
What Killed the Dinosaurs?"

Said Carrie
Quite quizzicly
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Danced in glee

"Ah yes!
This quest
Its the best!
For I
Nanabozho
Know!
A reward for we
From Grandfather Great Mystery
For taking down the Carnal Carnival
And that Headmaster so evil!"

Out of a rocket launcher
Nanabozho shot
The Stupidest Girl Ever
Flying into the rafters
Of the Hall
Of the All
In a massive blast
All was left
Was a cleft
Through the Time Flow
Back to the past
A tear
Made out of her
Stupidest Girly
In History

"For I know
What Killed the Dinosaurs!
It was Me!
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe!"

Picking up the whole party
Mr. Mephistopheles
Took that Lady Midewin
Her Great Grandson
Those Children
Nanabozho
And Michebou too
Right into
That tear
In the Time Flow
Made of the Stupidest Girly
In History
Out of the Hall
Of the All
That Party
Of Nanabozho
Found themselves in the emptiness
Of outerspace!
Mr. Mephistopheles
Flew at a tremendous pace
Through the solar system
He took those children
Right to the asteroid belt

"Witness girlies
The fate I,
Nanabozho
Dealt
To every Dinosaur!
They'll be no more!
For you see
I'm ending the Reptilian menace
Before it appears
Ready to destroy us!
Complete their extermination
Before their evolution!"

Spinning a rope
Spun
From the Dumbest Dope
Stupidest Girly
In History
Nanabozho
Did lasso
The biggest rock
He could see
Wrapping it
Tight as a lock
Donning his finest Ten Gallon Hat


"We'll destroy the planet
In order to save it!"

Nanabozho
Did bellow
At the head of that party
Of the Anishinaabe
Atop Mr. Mephistopheles
Zooming
Faster than lightening
Doing tricks so exciting
Getting view of the stars
And a flyby of Mars

"Yippi Ki-Yay Mother Fucker!"

Yelled Nanabozho
As soon
As those children
Could see her
Our planet
Earth
Blue and green
So serene
Timing it perfectly
Nanabozho
Let go
Of his lasso
Made of the Dumbest Hoe
And that party
Of the Anishinaabe
Watched in amazement
As the space stone
Made the mightiest blast
Ever known
That asteroid
Did plummet
Into the atmostphere
Its primary target
Turtle Island
Continent So Grand
In a hellish inferno
It went KA-BLAMO
Vaporization
For every dinosaur
In flash of light
Tsunamis on every shore
Fires raging
Oceans boiling
Forests burning
Mountains crumbling
It was the mightiest destruction
Greatest the world's ever seen
Like something from a dream
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Goofball of the All
Turned our peaceful world
Into a dark ball
Of black and brown!

Giggling like a clown
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Bowed courtesly
To his party
Of the Anishinaabe
Assembled on a tree
Of Mr. Mephistopheles
As they rode
Back into Eternity
Through a wormhole
Of the Girl with Shit
For a Soul

"Sad to say
Its almost day
So our adventure
Is almost over,"

Chief of the Potawatomi
Said sadly
To his party
In the form
Of a koala bear
Mouth stuffed with leaves

"But before
We end this chapter
And this Chief
Takes his leave
Puts you
Snug in your bed
With this story
In your head
Something to make you believe
In the Gitche Manitou
God That Made and Loves You
God of Your Dreams
God of Your Ancestry
God of the Indians
God of Gods
The Strongest God!
The fate of our headmaster
For theres more
To the fate
Of every child molester ever!
See
Just the Tree
Is too good for he!"

A with a massive sneeze
Nanabozho
Summoned that child molester
Thrown from a portal
In his nose
By a mighty breeze
In a crumbled heap
Landed that creep
Who liked to peep
On little girlies
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Grabbed his head
And punched a hole
In his skull
Exploded his brain
In a shower
Of purple pink and red
Juice
Did drain
Out of his head
And out of his medicine bag
Nanabozho
Did drag
A Copy
Of himself!
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
Laughing Indian Chieftain
Four feathers in his hair
Tied in a magnificent mare
Clad in bright jewelry
And the highest fashion
Lil' Nanabozho
Jumped right in
That hole
In the headmaster's skull

"Ah the headmaster,"

Said Lil' Nanabozho
As he set up
All sorts of machinery
And wires

"For being a child molester
And crossing paths
With me,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
While I have Stupidest Girly
In History
Hell for All Eternity
A Gift from The Gitche-Manitou
To you
A Gift Early
Connected to the Stupidest Girly
In History
But see
Your Hell
Starts before
You enter
Eternity!"

"Yes indeedy!"

Did agree
Big Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
As he stuff more leaves
In his koala face

"It''ll be
As if you didn't matter
Starting now!"

"I can't agree more!"

Said Lil' Nanabozho
As he began drilling
Right into what did remain
Of the headmasters brain
Creating a messy splatter
All over
Connecting wires
And mantling a t.v. screen

"This is no dream
Headmaster!
See
Immortality
Is a Gift for Free
A Gift for You
Me
He
She
Everything That Ever Be
Through Out All Eternity
For coming after you,
My girlies,
This headmaster
Did offend
The Gitche-Manitou
Pierced on his Tree
Of Eternity
Is a fate
Too easy
For he!
It'll be
Just the start
For now
He'll be
My "head"-quarter
Now a partOf my Time-Machine
Made out of Human Beings
Uploaded to
The Mizi-Manitou
Girl Whose Soul is Poo
Stupidest Girly
In History
His Hell
WILL
Help us
On our Quest!
And
We'll make his Hell
So fell
Make sure he regrets
Coming for the kiddy
Before he enters Eternity!

From my lair
Beneath his hair
I,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
Will keep you in safety
From men
Like he
Who prey on children
And between chapters
Of our story
I'll make him eat poo
Roll around in dirt
Soak his shirt
In pee
Make him
Spontously combust
Then have him resurrect
Like Jesus!
Listen children
It'll happen
When no one's in view!
Only the rocks
Trees
And my animal buddies
They'll know its true
We'll edit
This idiot
Turn his life
Into a funny movie
I will direct!
That's what he
Does get
For sowing strife
For being an idiot
For being a child molester!
Then once you're all
In Eternity
Happy in Father's Hall
One with your Ancestry
We'll have a big premier
Of our movie
Our Fairy Tale Story,
Then,
Children,
This Headmaster's
Story
Will be done!
We'll
Upload his Hell
All the misery
And agony
Unleashed upon that Headmaster
Will be given
To the Stupidest Girly
Ever
And shared
To All the Damned
Through Out All Eternity!"

Floating on their tree
Of Mr. Mephistopheles
Nanabozho
Could see
Everybody
Was getting sleepy
From his story
A long night
Full of every kind
Of marvelous sight
His whole party
Ready to unwind
So with a flick of
The Spear of Destiny
He opened holes
Back to their realities
So that Lady Midewin
Her Great Grandson
And those children
Can sleep
And dream deep
Snug in their bed
Back in 1994
And 1883

But Nanabozho
Had one more
Surprise
Before they closed their eyes
With a simple bobble
Of his head
Nanabozho
Did arise
Right from the dead
A travois
Made out of the Stupidest Boy
And Girly
In History
And dragged on a rope
The Girl Who Brings Shame
To Her Family Name
With a dog team
Of the New World Order
Black Knights of Nassau
Wendigo so low
Lords of the Synagogue of Satan
The Richest Men
In the World
Their armor and skin
Did gleam
In the moon's beam

"Before you go
See what I
Nanabozho
Do with Wendigo!
Those Beast so low!
I'll turn them
The Whole Synagogue of Satan
Into a show
Greatest you've ever seen
Like something from a dream!"

Said Nanabozho
As he pulled yet another
Copy
Of Stupidest Girly
In History

"See
I don't mean to brag
But I own the Black Nobility
My slaves for all Eternity!"

Said Nanabozho
As he ripped
Stupidest Girly
In History
With the Spear of Destiny
Tearing her soul
Into a portal
Revealing a reality
That's just a factory
Manned by the Black Nobility
The Entire Carnal Carnival
Row by row
A thousand Wendigo
Clad in red and black
Geared up for attack
And infront of each
Just within reach
Was a copy
Of the Stupidest Girly
In History

"Alright you blokes
Wanna earn some smokes?"

Yelled Nanabozho
Through the portal
Into the dimension
Of Damnation
Imprisoning the Carnal Carnival

"See kiddies
I,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
Am using the inventions
Of the Industrial Revolution
As inspiration
For those in Damnation!
Remember!
Stupidest Girly
In History
Is connected to every
Child molester
Ever!
And let me be clear!
Time doesn't matter
Here!
Our victory
Against every pedophile
So vile
Is a guarentee!
Your fate Black Nobility
A choice
Because
I,
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
Am so nice!

Suffer upon that Tree
Of Eternity
Or Make a Hell
So Fell
Upon she
Stupidest Girly
In History!
Oh Black Nobility
For being so full of stupidity
For making that River of Agony
For making that Metal Tree
For coming for the Anishinaabe
Your only reward
Is Punishment forever
Or,
Lords of the New World Order,
Be
A Hell Guard!
Torture Stupidest Girly
In History
Constantly
For all Eternity!"

One by one
A thousand
Wendigo
Of the Synagogue of Satan
Beast so low
The Real New World Order
From the lowliest Stormtrooper
To the Dalmatian
Of Damnation
Himself
Had to kneel in submission
To the giggling Indian Chief
Accept their Damnation
And began their new mission
Bolt rifles firing
Chainswords roaring
Missiles exploding
A long chore
That goes on forever
The torture
Of the Stupidest Girly
In History

Closing the tear
In reality
With a metallic zipper
Nanabozho
Master Shapeshifter
Along with Julie
Jiibayabooz
And Michebou too
Jumped in his sled
Manned by the living dead
Flying high
Into the aetherial sky
Going back on his Time War
God's Favorite Chore
Above 1994
And 1883
In his travois
Made of the Stupidest Boy
And Girly
In History
Carried by Wendigo
Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Waved goodbye
To those girls
In their dormitory,
That Lady Midewin
And her Simple Child of the Potawatomi

"Remember!
This is no dream!
Things aren't as they seem
Seemed like a whirl
But see
We saved the world!
And just the start
Just the first part!
Still more
To our chore
The Death of the Black Nobility
But more importantly
The Story
Of You
Me
He
She
Everything That Ever Be
Through Out Eternity
Will go on
My children
Your life
So full of strife
And mystery
Is just test!
Its no jest!
This reality
Is very illusionary
Just a step
Just the first chapter
For once I pull the viel
When you Walk On
Enter the Here After
It'll be a fairy-tale
That'll be your life
Starring Everyone!
With the main character
The true you
The you
The Gitche-Manitou
Sees as true
Your Ancestry
And Everything That Ever Be
Through Out All Eternity
A story
Full of pleasantry
Beauty
Comedy
Food so yummy
People so chummy
Jokes so funny
Endless fun
That's never done!"

Said Nanabozho
As he enter the Time Flow
Through the Stupidest Girly
In History
On his travois
Manned by those Lords of Every Lie
The Carnal Carnival
Wendigo so low
Elite of the Troll of Toronto
With Dream Bunny
On her head
Julie
Manned the sled
Her ivy
Piercing
The nervous system
Of the Synagogue of Satan
Tying those Stormtroopers
Of the New World Order
Together

Nanabozho
Chief of the Potawatomi
Folk Hero
Of the Anishinaabe
Emissary of Our Father in the Sky
Along with Michebou too
With the first chapter
Of his tome
OverTook his leave
Waving goodbye
 Blowing kisses
To his Hunting Party
Of Anishinaabe
Snug in their homes


"Until I see you again
My Midewin
And children!"


The End