Elon Musk, I want to free you off evil PSP’s rust!: A poem 

Elon Musk, I want to free you of evil PSP’s rust! 

He always grinds my steel and concrete to dust 

He is so spidery, he tries to morph into the sun 

Such that your endeavour can’t be won! 

But I won’t let him bag the Sun or Mars 

Even if he carjacks all my Mum’s cars! 

I’ll smote him every time, dear Musk, 

spear him right through with an elephant’s tusk! 

I am always fighting for my Kings 

that PSP shouldn’t dare steal their rings 

Till evil PSP settles for his fins 

And gives up talons and any semblance of wings 

Published by montecyril

Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.

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