Oh God!,
how I wish I were sipping a softly-furred coconut in friendly Thailand!,
why did I drive through that fire and brimstone blizzard?,
blast these petty demagogues bombasting from the capitalisterine stage,
why do you let these twinky-minded, cell-phone gibbering fools drive?,
Thanks for my daily BREAD, beer, lox, and for those grunge-chord quantums that cheered me up the other day.
And are you like a Mammothodehian sky-scraper,
or a Yoda-ish Mormon/Taoist chilling in the core of some distant brown-dwarf star?
Oh God,
If you should greet me beyond death's frantic door,
I'll eat my head right off the floor,
and gladly be $$DAMNED$$ forevermore.
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