The All-Seeing Eye
The All-Seeing Eye sees all.
That’s kind of the point of the All-Seeing Eye.
But it has friends in mystical places.
That help it rule o’er you and I.
Behold, the scent of the All-Smelling Nose.
It can whiff and detect a lie.
But if it goes runny or turns bright red,
it’s useless as six-day-old rye.
The All-Slapping Hands can dole out justice served,
And force all of us to comply.
But they’re often preoccupied, stroking the shaft
Of the All-Pleasured Beast with One Eye.
The All-Tapping Feet would near drive us to madness
Its soundwaves spread far wide and high.
If only we had a gigantic thumbtack,
We could give the Feet tetanus and watch the Eye cry.