I learned of pants
named after a girl
called Jean, who was blue until
A postal bird bleached her white,
and tore her in two. Then she became
amputated Jean, too short for her mother,
a giant.
I heard poison
is good fun. A man
named Al called his wife
Hol and told her to roast
barley in steamy water
and disinfectant to create
poison that releases the mind
from the criminal restrainers
Common and Sense.
This pair are very un-chilled.
I ascertained lastly that beings
are divided between Hots and Chicks.
Occasionally Hots meet Chicks
and suck faces.
The Chicks burn
and a collective brain called
The Society eats them for dinner.
This is the projected goal for all Chicks
who seek to enjoy life.
I conclude to conduct my life thus.
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