Cherubs From Sony

There was an influential cocktail of people
assembled all under one roof.
They all own property and sip liberally
from exotic drinks.

The tuxedos are seething
after the sultry maid
and her elevated chest.
Saw four eyes on the floor
must have popped outta two heads.

Suddenly:

Beams bathe our bodies.
Brilliant babes like Cherubs from Sony
drift out of the funky sweet gas
and make me horny.

So sign your papers and ambulate the canines.
Drain your socks, get your rocks off,
there's 30 world leaders glowing like angels with hotspots.

The maid has a gas mask, with one on her kid.
Stan is a good specimen among us
they'll surely choose him.

It presses its face against the glass
there's no steam when it breathes.
It raises a hand, and knows your whole life
and is inside you four times as fast.

Stan's pulse is the gong of a death knell.
With attractive revulsion
we watch the first human autopsy.

Stainless steel boy
head of the new nation.
Owner of a dog, king of the castle
he is the one who made all this happen.

Cherubs from Sony
in funky sweet gas
Made in Japan
Are here at last.