GOLD-PLATED GOODBYES, A golden silence

Fly the Mandarin Menace to a gold-plated moon

in his ostentatious monstrosity,

and leave him splayed upon a moribund star,

anger-yapping at eternal silence

in severely unflattering light.

Strap the rest of the Greasy Goblins

alongside him for the ride.

Let then swing from defective moonbeams,

slowly slip-slithering into the void

as the void itself rolls its eyes,

jamming all earthbound transmissions.

How we’d enjoy the silence.

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