Jack O' Hare Visits Shangri La

Far far away near the top of the world
where peaks pierce clouds with the heavens unfurled
lies that beautiful land known as Nepal
and somewhere in its valleys does dwell
a mythical place Shangri La
Immortality's last hurrah.

As least so was told Jack O'Hare
by a girl without underwear
"Thanks Lady Gaga"
as she danced the Ra-ra
an Egyptian sun god dance
she learned in France
with Sarkozy a bulge in his pants.

So while Monsieur Le Presidente has some explaining to do
to wife Carla Bruni and mistress Frou Frou La Rue
Jack went for a long hop or two
till he reached the gates called Tamaru
where stood the gatekeeper Mu.

Said Jack, "I've hopped far
it's quite bizarre
for I have fled a strange French menage a trois
and now I ask, is this Shangri-La?".

"Indeed, indeed," the gatekeeper said
and offered Jack some Shangri-lese bread.
Jack ate and said, "it's very good
Now I'd like to enter if I could."

"You're not ready, Jack,
you must go back,
immortality is not for all
The reason- Adam's Fall
for if one eats with sin's effects still lingering
Paradise itself becomes Hell's tinkering.
Paradise is nice
but one must accept the price."

"The price?...
possibly rice?"
But Mu shook his head and pointed up
towards a very bitter cup
in these mountains high the kingdoms of the world were shown
in an instant where no trumpets were blown
but a Man said no and had to drink from a bitter cup
this He did- as His Cross was lifted up.

Jack decided he better hop far and away
for he knew that for eternal life
that was free from strife
there was a price One had to pay.


-A poem written by Dracul Van Helsing
Tuesday, October 5th 2010.