Date:         Thu, 10 Aug 1995 12:36:57 EDT
From: Just me and my altered ego <mbarker@MIT.EDU>
Subject:      SUB, POTTERY: sacre!ligious incre!dible

more or less, maybe...

well, it isn't exactly...yes, that's it!
comment allez vous?

(I think this was prompted by all that talk about colons...:-)
tink
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sacre!ligious incre!dible
copyright 1995 Mike Barker

I was feeling quite
crosseyed
one day,
in a very split persona way,

as the superego schiz'd
off the real way,
and the ego flapped
that psychotic little id

above the porcelain bowl.
with a twist and a swipe of the wrist--
a swirl, a gurgle, and gone.
ah! the loss! oh, the pain!

when? the fashions of psych!ology
make shrunken heads of the masses
and nothing really passes...

the humor of mankind
bled bile,
and the bones rolled
snake-eyes
that day!

but the dancing
bear
was so dear
that the antlers
racked up my wall...

while hanging up on the air
glaadly the cross-eyed bare...
stripped every pew that was there!
now take a seat, and lettuce play.
roughage, don't you know?
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