{"id":78,"date":"2014-01-04T22:43:04","date_gmt":"2014-01-04T22:43:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/alicia-goranson.com\/?p=78"},"modified":"2014-01-04T22:52:13","modified_gmt":"2014-01-04T22:52:13","slug":"poemblog-gods-covering-for-her-dumbass-brother-cletus-nsfw","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/alicia-goranson.com\/?p=78","title":{"rendered":"Poemblog &#8211; God&#8217;s Covering for Her Dumbass Brother Cletus (NSFW)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The following short NSFW poemblog is &#8220;God&#8217;s Covering for Her Dumbass Brother Cletus&#8221;, the actual truth behind the Gnostic tradition! Involving Texas. And Bluegrass. Player below (<a href=\"http:\/\/www.themaskofinanna.com\/poemblog\/Poemblog3_AEG_071613_God_Covers_Cletus.mp3\">direct link<\/a>).<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" id=\"embed_487041_19\" name=\"embed_487041_19_d687n\" src=\"http:\/\/embedded.dreamwidth.net\/?journalid=487041&amp;moduleid=19&amp;preview=&amp;auth_token=sessionless:1388872800:embedcontent:487041%2619%26:72e69ca3368e9cdbce61966471d8c7f285c75641\" height=\"50\" width=\"400\" frameborder=\"0\"><\/iframe><br \/>\n<em>God&#8217;s Covering for Her Dumbass Brother Cletus<\/em><br \/>\nBy Alicia Goranson<\/p>\n<p>God&#8217;s brother Cletus<br \/>\nWoke up from his hangover<br \/>\nLit up a cig and said<br \/>\n&#8220;Give me the keys<br \/>\nGo take a nap and<br \/>\nYou scootch that cute thang-over<br \/>\nThen when you&#8217;re out<br \/>\nI can do as I please.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Cletus was known<br \/>\nFor his bad predilection<br \/>\nOf bossing his sister<br \/>\nSince she was a kid<br \/>\nHumoring him<br \/>\nwas nasty addiction<br \/>\nbut he was still family,<br \/>\nSo humor, she did.<\/p>\n<p>Long long ago in the<br \/>\nage of the dinosaurs<br \/>\nCletus woke up on a<br \/>\nWarm Texas day.<br \/>\nDrank up his 40 since<br \/>\nHe was a wino, course<br \/>\nIt weren&#8217;t a sin yet<br \/>\nSo it was okay.<\/p>\n<p>Cletus, a free god<br \/>\nwithin a free state<br \/>\nUnbuckled his trousers<br \/>\nTo do as he wanted.<br \/>\nAll was his playground<br \/>\nTo praise and berate<br \/>\nNaked and happy<br \/>\nHis body, he flaunted.<\/p>\n<p>Over the hill were two<br \/>\nTyranosauri<br \/>\nA-getting the busy<br \/>\nAs dinosaurs do.<br \/>\nSo Cletus got himself<br \/>\nMasturbatori,<br \/>\n&#8220;Ain&#8217;t nuttin&#8217; in Heaven<br \/>\nOr Earth wrong with chyou.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Wakka, he went, and<br \/>\nA-wakka they went<br \/>\nAnd a-wakka together<br \/>\nThey wakked on the hill.<br \/>\nThey wubbled and woozled<br \/>\nThe ground on their fundament<br \/>\nWarbling Cletus,<br \/>\nHe drained himself still.<\/p>\n<p>But then he realized the<br \/>\nTyranosauri<br \/>\nIn Tyranosex<br \/>\nWith their Tyranothighs<br \/>\nComing together in<br \/>\nIn Tyranoglory<br \/>\nHad Tyranerections<br \/>\nAnd they were both guys.<\/p>\n<p>Putting his pants on<br \/>\nAnd running to heaven<br \/>\nWhich still is in Texas<br \/>\nAs all of you know<br \/>\nCletus woke God up<br \/>\nUpon her new devon<br \/>\nAnd shaking her shoulder<br \/>\nHe blurted out out slow.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;There&#8217;s nothing that&#8217;s wrong with me<br \/>\nHas to be wrong with them<br \/>\nMake it be wrong with them<br \/>\nOh my God, please!<br \/>\nMy ego can&#8217;t take it!<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s easier to condemn<br \/>\nTyranoqueeros<br \/>\nThan my own unease!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>God had been knowing<br \/>\nThat this day was coming,<br \/>\nSince she was omnipotent<br \/>\nAlso his kin<br \/>\nAsked him if he would be<br \/>\nRather forthcoming<br \/>\nTo tell her what else<br \/>\nThat he wanted a sin.<\/p>\n<p>From th&#8217;top of his head,<br \/>\nHis kids didn&#8217;t honor him.<br \/>\nCovetting asses, he<br \/>\nThought was a crime.<br \/>\nHe didn&#8217;t like insulting<br \/>\nPictures drawn of him<br \/>\n&#8220;Oh, and, uh, right<br \/>\nThere was that other time&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>God took her pencil<br \/>\nAnd took out a blank sheet<br \/>\nAnd wrote down Commandments<br \/>\nOne after the other<br \/>\nFor everything Cletus<br \/>\nHad said he had wanked at<br \/>\nAll to obscure<br \/>\nWhat aroused her poor brother.<\/p>\n<p>Gnostics, we know, called<br \/>\nCletus a total git<br \/>\nDidn&#8217;t we listen?<br \/>\nNo, we were appalled.<br \/>\nBut all of the bad dogma<br \/>\nGod doesn&#8217;t mean it.<br \/>\nShe&#8217;s covering Cletus&#8217;<br \/>\nAss and that&#8217;s all.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The following short NSFW poemblog is &#8220;God&#8217;s Covering for Her Dumbass Brother Cletus&#8221;, the actual truth behind the Gnostic tradition! Involving Texas. And Bluegrass. Player below (direct link). God&#8217;s Covering for Her Dumbass Brother Cletus By Alicia Goranson God&#8217;s brother Cletus Woke up from his hangover Lit up a cig and said &#8220;Give me the &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/alicia-goranson.com\/?p=78\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Poemblog &#8211; God&#8217;s Covering for Her Dumbass Brother Cletus (NSFW)<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[6,7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-78","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-embloggened","category-poemblog"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/alicia-goranson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/78","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/alicia-goranson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/alicia-goranson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alicia-goranson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alicia-goranson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=78"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/alicia-goranson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/78\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":85,"href":"https:\/\/alicia-goranson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/78\/revisions\/85"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/alicia-goranson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=78"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alicia-goranson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=78"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alicia-goranson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=78"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}