I’ve never seen a stranger crowd; <\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n Slubberdegullions on a squeaky feet,<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n [Here we find a literary allusion to “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” by British Romantic poet William Wordsworth. The first stanza reads: “I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.”]<\/p>\n Continually pacing, <\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n With nonchalant embracing, <\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n Each orifice disgracing And one facing me moves to say “hellay”.<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n He is grotesque in every feature, a mixture of ugly lumps and stumps. His lips slip across his chin as he smiles in welcome and offers his slippery handshake.<\/p>\n His skin’s all covered in slimy lumps. <\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n With lips that slide across each chin. <\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n His twisted limbs like rubber stumps Are waved in welcome say ‘Please join in.’ <\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n My grip must be flipping, <\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n Cos his handshake keeps slipping, <\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n My hopes keep on dipping <\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n And his lips keep on smiling all the time. Rael is a little disillusioned, when the Slipperman reveals that the entire colony have one-by-one been through the same glorious romantic tragedy with the same three Lamia, who regenerate themselves every time, and that now Rael shares their physical appearance and shadowy fate.<\/p>\n Peter Gabriel:”And this turned me into a horrible lumpy humpy bumpy species of a man not altogether different than the way you see Michael Rutherford.”<\/p>\n Slipperman: “We like you, have tasted love. <\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n Don’t be alarmed at what you see, <\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n You yourself are just the same As what you see in me.” <\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n Rael: Me, like you? like that!<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n Amongst the contorted faces of the Slippermen, Rael recognises what is left of his brother John. They hug each other.<\/p>\n Slipperman: “You better watch it son, your sentence has only just begun <\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n You better run and join your brother John.”<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n Slipperman: “You’re in the colony of slippermen <\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n There’s no who? why? what? or when?<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n John bitterly explains that the entire life of the Slipperman is devoted to satisfying the never-ending hunger of the senses, which has been inherited from the Lamia. There is only one escape route; a dreaded visit to the notorious Doktor Dyper who will remove the source of the problems, or to put it less politely, castrate. They discuss the deceptively-named escape for a long time and decide to go together to visit the Doktor.<\/p>\n Peter Gabriel:”The only way of getting rid of all those horrible lumps of ours, fellow Slippermen — and Michael Rutherford — was the cutting off of the sexual organ.”<\/p>\n [At other times, Phil Collins was compared to a Slipperman.]<\/p>\n You get out if you’ve got the gripe To see, <\/span><\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n Doktor Dyper, reformed sniper- he’ll whip off your windscreenwiper Rael: <\/span><\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n John and I are able To face the Doktor and his marble table. <\/span><\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n The Doktor: Understand Rael, it’s the end of your tail. <\/span><\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/2026.ikon2023.eu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/s_201-81d.jpg\")
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