Kiki Presents: The Battle of Bryce

The Battle of Bryce (First Draft)

Frustrated by the endless battle for Bryce

By some men she cared for little

Cro-Magnon or Neanderthal

Or perhaps a combination of both


She took to a plan

“Let’s infuriate Ed”

“That should be the end of Bobby”

but it wasn’t enough and in the end

she took the battle on herself.


“Bobby it’s you I really love, not Ed”

But he simply won’t leave

“Let’s prove to him how much we love”

“By bringing our bodies near”


With that they joined

Bobby and Bryce

And she called for Ed

“Darling come see what we’ve done”


And from the distance watched Ed

As he rhythmically jumped her

Unmoved by the sight

Because he knew it meant nothing


Sex was a commodity that could be bought and be sold

And personal feelings could be kept on hold

It didn’t mean anything, it had no value to him

They could have been eating a burger with fries


As a matter of fact

Ed would have found

Bryce sharing her fries

To be much more saddening

Than Bryce sharing her thighs


But she needed to anger Ed

Then with all his rage

He’d end the Battle for Bryce

And her potential cage




“I love you Bobby and I want you so much”

“Let’s madden Ed and he’ll lose his trust”

“Rip off my top, right in his front”

“Let’s see if can stand this terrible affront”


With that Bobby tore

The shirt from her chest

Leaving her topless

And seeming aghast


And saddened Ed watched it all

Knowing it was simply an act and not simply real

Powerless to save the woman within

From the terrible fate that she had to await


But so began The Battle of Bryce

The most beautiful thing I’ve seen in a fight

The most beautiful thing I’ve seen

Evertime, everplace


I looked at the photos

Costumes of demons

I wondered to self

Who would ever wear ‘em


Beautiful colors with amazing sheen

Skin tight from head to toe

Razor sharp nails, gleaming like pearls

And demon like lenses completed the drobe


My breath taken away

But not the first time she’s done it

Quietly sat on a chair

And waited her time


Her dad, The Director, glanced over at her

He had an uncanny knack of seeing right through

I don’t know if he set this all up

‘cause Bryce could direct as well as the lot


She was also super magical

With great super powers

And a magical ability

To turn rainbows into flowers



But there were no rainbows today

Nor were there flowers

I found in her in etheric

Fully in costume


In the ether things are different

And I could not her recognize

But she was the most beautiful thing

I’d seen in the etheric


Though spectacularly beautiful

I was truly frightened

I’d never seen anything like her

A Female Demon enlightened


I kept myself calm as she looked me in the eye

A Lady Demon From Hell

All shimmering inside

It’s time my love Eddie, it’s finally time


And the Battle began, The Battle of Bryce

And she cut and she tore with nails that were long

And chewed and she ate, with teeth that were sharp

And then best of all she enjoined to invite me


Though generous in spirit, I had to demur

It wasn’t my taste

And for business at hand

She changed to a more practical form


Like I, the Golem, a gray etheric mass

She was a demon of similar tass

I left her to dine with the man on the floor

His throat belied the rage

Of a woman who’d had enough

Of multiple attempts

On her lover’s life


She simply had enough

More than enough

Enough scheming

Enough planning

Enough Bobby




Far and wide found him

Ripped simply to shreds

Eating there bodily

For anyone to share


And he went to The Director

And said, “She killed my son”

“And now you’ll pay dearly”

“For that what she done”


and he began to strip The Director bare

and he lectured and he raged

for more than anything he loved his boy

and do what he could, she would not love


The Director was done and frankly quite stunned

But he was one to keep his cool and take things in stride

But I finally realized the time had come

As there would be no end to this man’s vengeance


The time had come to take stock in The Battle for Bryce

And finish the final maneuvers of The Battle of Bryce

I raged and I angered and I found him alone

I wrapped my fingers around his throat…


And I squeezed


Leave no important job undone

And six minutes would be to long to wait

To asphyxiate

And harder I squeezed


Until the man separated from his shoulders

And lay dead

And I embarrassed at what I had done

Left the scene


And the Director called me in

To a large group of friends

He said, “Ed”

“What did you do?”


“I strangled him,” I said

“But you did more,”

“Do tell us, Ed”

“Tell us more”

“His head did he separate,”

“From his shoulder to toes”

“I didn’t mean this as such”

“It’s just, six minutes I had not”


The Director kept cool

As he normally does

This was a time of heroics

And both loss and celebration


I tried to instruct him, Far and Wide

But he couldn’t listen and was planning great demise

“You’ve lost touch with the common man” I gently would say

“Go sell some shoes, and connect in that way”


He felt that was an insult

“So go sell some suits”

but connecting with the commoners

was not on his shelf


So ended The Battle of Bryce

The woman who courageously undertook

The end to the most dangerous warlords

And their nefarious plans


And a man who was chattel

To her bold plan

And followed her lead

Into the end


And the spoils were divided

“Ed how bout a million”

Said Arnold in

his Armenian accent


and checks that were written

long through the night

to reward those associated

with any aspect of this plight


Me I took nothing

but I asked for a star

though I still await her

she can’t be too far.










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