November 8, 2006
The hyper Hour on four, ready...one...
Hey Mobilizers and recruits!
all you reservist insurance brokers
and Vegan allergist activists!
you assistant security guard/personal trainers and retina analysts!
The sun needs your donations
and the tides are out without your help!.
Get down! Get on it!
you anti-social anthropologists
and meat house grinder washers
you Ukrainian pre-war lap dancers
and Christ like green beret kindergarten teachers!
The fire was lit for you to extinguish
and, and, the new stickers adhere without stickum!
Independent Officials and those who lend us
our dreams without closing points!
Pre-natal advertisers and those who sell
themselves shortening minus trans sexual fat!
Get hyper this hour! C'mon!
pick up the pace, onward,on two,
sing the slaughterhouse blues...
what's not to love?
Posted by: cecil vortex at November 9, 2006 11:26 AMa beast of a poem, sometimes?
Posted by: heroic imp at November 9, 2006 7:41 PMalso also--"stickum"--reminds me of my grandmother; i had to look it up to be sure it was for real. and there it is, venerable to boot. not to fixate (haha). but it's a good word among other good words.
Posted by: e. at November 19, 2006 7:19 PMThank's e. Now as they say in pro football "Stickum!" but apply that to your daily activities and it's a hoot of a motivator.
Posted by: heroic imp at November 25, 2006 8:28 AM