The power of a paranoid pen

I had wondered whether I might have Anunnaki DNA

Was that the reason why I can't live without sunlight

Or why water turns me into a gremlin

And kryptonite makes me queasy

Perhaps The Academe was revealing my true colours

Like my changing tone of hair and hue of eyes

There was once a gypsy woman who revealed my noble French past life

For a simple crossing of her palm with silver

And the British Israelites wrote a compelling personality test

Linking me to the raunchy Tribe of Reuben

Being called a Merovingian by a travel agent one mystical drissling day

Really didn't help to alleviate my sneaking suspicion

Nor seeing an aunt's album collection

Of ancestors dressed in high Masonic paraphernalia

The Scientolgists were sheepish when my results turned out "Clear"

And Raliens suggested I might have been one of the gods too

All those years was it God's providential grace and man's compassion

Which helped me through my studies

Or was I flagged elected and groomed

All those charitable donations and supports along the way

I had always thought I ought have been booted out long ago

But something was stirring The Aristocracy to love their enemy

That's for sure

Tried not to get an ego trip for being the star of the show

But I can assure you that whatever I was I am now a tame kitten

Literacy and The University has subdued domesticated and pacified

This once wild delinquent whose reptilian brain is well and truly a desicated appendage

I can't even meet a single deadline and have lost all sense of urgency

Which hasn't helped with my Unemployed Scholar status

Perhaps that's why we've been dying out

The fight-flight instinct now a switched-off gene

My weapon to rule Time has been dismantled through the cunning words of The Vicar

"Give me your child for a semester
and The Church will have him for his entire lifetime."

And now 5G is zapping the few remaining shapeshifters

Before everyone's eyes we are convulsing

Our unique lungs can't take the radiation

Whatever residue has been left of our species

Won't be around much longer

Although the lucky ones that have been popping iodine pills may have dodged a bullet

But do watch out mammals

I don't know what these new rulers are
but The Crown will get your kind too

They don't run a world economy

Only pen farm and zoo

The goal is to drive you coo coo

But luckily I'm immune to that

Until they "vaccinate" me and calcify my pine cone

Or do it through the chemtrails and the fluoride in the water

Then I too will be RIFI'd

And as good as R.I.P.