Soliloquy of a Scribe

It's the king, it's the queen and all that's obscene in this hieroglyphic odyssey! It's where the dummy mummies moan and groan over how they feel, over how they steal and over how they are so ill! But it's the king and the queen's will! Or is it the red, blue or green pill? What's stunning is how they are all so cunning in the businesses they think to be running. And it's not that much of a juxtaposition to see how they apply their psychological dispositions. Some require a psychiatrist more than some ancient magician. No ancient accountant could keep score. And so with jealousy rapped in a creamy sauce of envy we have war!
Area 51 thinks it's great that Dr Brick Brain is going to investigate right along with Chief Investigator Brown and his serious frown. There's this infused DNA bee venom on the moon! Born out of it are killer bees and even blood on the leaves. And of course we have the Space Force! And of course we have visions of TV Heads that aren't done with their reruns. Then there's this tax exempt pimp. And there are these thumpers that got charred thanks to the Steward of the Guard! Archivists had to use diagrams because understanding this is so hard. No one can take a nap without the risk of being kidnapped! And if you get lost due to some pyramid boss you might want to break out a moon map. Are there cars on Mars? Some will never believe what they read! And so who knows what to heed? It's all a scribe can describe.