listen: there's a hell
of a good universe next door; let's go

Blow king to beggar and queen to seem
(blow friend to fiend: blow space to time)

when (being fool to fancy) i have deemed
with your peculiar mouth my heart made wise;

you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully, mysteriously) her first rose

may my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living

nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you

thy sons acclaim your glorious name by gorry by jingo by gee by gosh by gum

Humanity i love you because you are perpetually putting the secret of life in your pants and forgetting it's there and sitting down on it

my Uncle Sol had a skunk farm but the skunks caught cold and died and so my Uncle Sol imitated the skunks in a subtle manner or by drowning himself in the watertank