and out of
conscious-
ness never
did any good
for anybody.
go home,
drink a
freezer,
pylon the
fish tank
and pile
on the
galosh-
es. wet
days inter-
spersed
with hot
nights.
workers
unite!
for we’re
on the verge
of ev’ry-
body’s
fav’rit
perch on
the lurch.
it’s time
for a
SIESTA.
