In a Website
Please Tell My Boss
I'll Be Late to Work
Hop! Away! A-through we go!
Frightening the Never-Never!
Once a bitter show-man’s show,
Now a screaming fetal lever.
Under, back, a-through again!
Cherries ripe with holy water—
In denial of their sin,
Not a son and not a daughter.
Safe and sound with walnut pickers.
Lift the pitcher, tightly wound,
And covered head to toe in stickers.
Wild and wild and wilder still—
Never-ending reign of anger,
Through and ‘round and stopped at will
Consternation’s timeless clangor.