Lost In A Book

escaping reality one book at a time

My Ode to Weird Shit (AKA "Baby got Bytch")

Ohkay.  In honor of my earlier post about weird shit, here goes.  And please... its late, I'm tired, and feeling really abnormal.
Baby got Bytch
(Bytch Williams is the author of the books in my post about weird shit)
I like weird shit and I cannot lie
You other weirdos can't deny
That when a book shows up with a crazy-ass name
And a monster's peen in your face
You get hooked, gotta see that stuff
'Cause you wonder if the banshee used cuffs
I wanna see all these odd pairings
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh bigfoot, is it really your baby
or the Dybbuk's maybe
Mrs. Claus tried to warn me
That Santa's really horny
Ooh, furry she-wolf
You say you wanna get in her muff
You're crazy and amuse me
'Cause you ain't that average story
I've seen Slender killin'
To hell with chillin'
They're scary and big
and weirder than a monkey-pig
I'm tired of normals
Sayin' monster peens aren't the thing
To the weirdo readers its a blast
While the normal readers are aghast
So, weirdos! (Yeah!) weirdos! (Yeah!)
Has your bookshelf got the Bytch? (Hell yeah!)
Tell 'em to read it! (Read it!) Read it! (Read it!)
Read that crazy Bytch!
Baby got Bytch!
(Slenderman face with a Bigfoot booty)
Baby got Bytch!
And if you're curious about a monkey pig...