Please don't ask where I got this pen
For I stole it from a ghost
I think she was Broken Neck number ten
But I don't mean to boast
As I sit here and write this down
A story I must tell
I know my brother on me would frown
I'll tell you why, I shall
You see it all started late last night
Around the mansion I crept
Then Kirie I saw! I screamed with fright
But then I saw she slept
Now why, I thought, would a ghost be sleeping
Especially on the old wooden floor
But then, I thought, if she can't hear me creeping
Maybe I should investigate some more
So towards her I crawled, deep in silence
Preparing for her to awaken
When she did I knew there would be much violence
But what I found has left me shaken
To my horror, I found, Kirie was a man!
Dressed in robes so white
On my feet I stood, and turned, and ran
And ran with all my might
A man, I thought, and a man so gay
To love my brother so
And though ashamed I am, I say
My brother is too, I know
So now I plan from this mansion, I will go
And leave my brother here
I'm not homophobic, I'm not, I know
But two men screwing… I don't want to be near!