He Sensed Naught But Nonsense As Dada's Daddy Spoke

 


Loathe to behold, he was
a massive man, prone to
misinterpreting the missives
that were laid at his feet
for privileged approval at
the times of each fiscal year.

The little fishes dive outta the
the ocean in droves leading
one to deep credence of the
of the earth's origin(s) as an
AquaCircus side'show, before
the always inaccurate dawn
 of time.

Daddy say "You should know
better than to speak to me like
that," and smacks the back'o
yo head, making all thy marbles
go clickity clack clickety clack.

If yr talkin'bout me, you sure as
fuck will not get what is known
in polite company, as a straight
answer. But we can always acc-
omodate the direly strait response.

It's time It's time It's time for
insomnia to get it's ass to sleep.
And that's the final word.


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