Rejoice! The babblewalky is talking
again and flapping its finns again,
and whiffling along the Livy again,
flocking and cocking and stalking
again, snorkling verse and nursing the worst,
a perverse tongue, many tongues per verse,
a treacle, an icicle, an oracle, a tricycle,
a debacle, a miracle, you allegorical,
rhetorical, clerical ventricle, contracting,
expanding, snorkling blood into the brain,
talky walky, burbled you–it’s true!–but revel
elation nevertheless, shocking and mocking
the living bread of our lard and slather, for
nication of the nation, shout, whore Susanna evermore!
