In Metaphor-Land, the people drank Glee.
They drank it until they had Glee in their pee.
Kept spirits aloof!
Made troubles go “poof!”
(And why shouldn’t it since it was ninety-five proof?)

But then there came Purpose, and Purpose was mean,
The most Straight-Forward-Clear-Thinking Dude they had seen.
He put them to work,
Forbade them to shirk,
And drained all their Glee in the sea like a jerk!

He gave them all Reasons, and made them recite
From them what they knew to be wrong and be right.
He fought and embroiled
And never recoiled
He left all their Fun in the sun ‘til it spoiled!

But with everyone sober on Judgment, at least,
They managed to capture a horrible Beast.
That once had done in
(With an arrogant grin)
One-hundred-and-sixty-nine Metaphor-Men!

“Hey, we may be sober and Right in the Head,
“But isn’t that pref’rable to being dead?
“Our brains, having cooled,
“Do better things schooled!
“HAHAHA! We almost had ourselves fooled!”

“Egads, this won’t do!” cried the folk of the land.
“We’d don’t want our Reasons!  We had it all planned!
“Oh no we won’t go!
“Oh no, no, no, no!
“Apparently ‘no’ is the one word we know!”

When suddenly, on an Uproarious Cloud,
A stranger rode in, floating over the crowd!
He rode in alone,
He rode and he shone,
He spoke with a Passion-brand Crowd Megaphone.

“I bring you all Comfort!  I bring you all Hope!
“I come here to give all you folks enough rope!
“Which, without a doubt,
“Is what I’m about!
“Just make me your leader and all will work out!”

“A Dream and a Vision my strong weapons are!
“Look, you can see them here in this jar...
“They fade in the light!
“Change shape in the night!
“Sometimes you could swear they aren’t there and you’re right!”

“But even these weapons, which come in strange Forms,
“Can Unhinge and Rattle and Pierce Through the Norms.
“Just watch and you’ll see,
“In a moment or three,
“Just how they can help you ambiguously!”

“With just a small Twist I’ll set them both free,
“And flashes will blind your foes ‘til they can’t see!
“For a doable feat,
“This one can’t be beat!
“So on with the mission – the Purpose defeat!”

So on to the Purpose the people did head,
Knowing he would be more popular dead.
The Purpose was found,
Gagged, beat, and bound,
And tossed in the sea where he rapidly drowned.

The people were happy!  They shouted with Glee!
They danced and they leapt in their great victory!
Came through in a crunch!
So, cheering a bunch,
They smiled as the Beast came and ate them for lunch.

The End.