grain of truth
no one is pleased with nothing without first being nothing happily
wandering emptyhanded and joking about hunger snappily
the easy eager neurosis of the internist fiddling with the defibrillator
resulted in a hasty stratagem of which he was the instigator
the president turned her gaze on the people and their seething wants
she ventured into the taverns to savor their alesoaked haunts
balladeers made their ducats at whirling eastcheap to dos
the psychic limed the suckers by boasting of her voodoos
a pretty bird the cuckoo she warbles as she flies
her tricky songs paralyze the indecisive wise
jellyfish sense their world all around them in a global view
we monkeys see but half our world like a bolt of cobalt blue
i summon demons from the vasty deep the rebel snickered and roared
unknown was what other devils would come up in a sneering hoard
you can mark it or kill it but time is never on your side
deathless and proud time is a rolling tide
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