De sinner ate ’em

 

 

Go flacidly amid the noisome waste,

And dismember what grease there may be

In solid food.

Bizarre as possible, without your blender,

Feed on bloodworms, without cursing.

Shriek your tooth cavities dearly!

And hiss unto others (believing them dull and ignorant);

Say you are not sorry.

Avoid proud and expressive gherkins;

They are vexatious if you spear them.

If you prepare morels with blubber,

You may become pained, and bicker,

For always there will be eight or ten

Lessons cursing canned morels.

Enjoy your bereavements  as well as you can;

Keep infested in your own catarrh; however, grumble;

It is the ideal expression in the chain store

Portions of our time.

Exert sighs, sloshed in your business chairs,

For your whorls are full of sickery;

And let this rot blind you to what hurts you therein.

Manic persons strive for ‘highs’ and ‘deals,’

And everyone’s wife is full of heroin.

Be for self! Especially for the pain, infection.

Sieze her!—be clinical about love:

For in place of all the humidity and glistening panting,

Love is, for many, dull as the grass.

Do not take kindly the council of your peers,

Tastefully dismembering what clings to your tooth.

Smirch your strength with spirits to wield you

Through bloody divorces!—but do not caress yourself

With the magazines; many tears are born

Of intrigue and homeliness.

Flee on a wholesale dizzy spin!—be mental with yourself!

You are reviled in this puny verse!—no less than the

Fleas, and the tsars;

You have no right to be here!

And whether or not this endears me to you

—Don’t shout! the puny verse is just scolding—as it should!

Wherefore, flee to Grease (your God)

Wherever you Perceive him to be;

And whatever your neighbor’s Exaspirations

In your noisy contusions of knife,

Keep Grease in your bowl.

With all its ham, blood-fury, and smoking creams,

It is still a duty-free word.

Be car-full! Drive to McHappy.

 

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