(AppreCJ8n, 0.12♯/ 0.14♭: Zebra Moles)
Ceejay, who makes me raving tender.
Halleberries of halesowen, mavis from hollywood, sharons of troy
and helens of trouse,
luvmatchstickler lice's impellin' yerall ta lidl-wed, ride the herd with shewolfishly
goodlooking evillooks - like cookyourselfbooks
of phrases that lynch a thousand sheep-
ing berties. i'll boot all dangerscouse sheilas indahouse
outtadahouse - o the despisersofthesun-
'ssnipes sunreadertypes, the livingpudding 'uns and mank luvdealers
from flatchester - scally ho, all cank'd gos coz Clarjane's taken a lice. More than
a token life, i'm Her companimal an' 'nimal persy,
lysanimal lyricreature so i won't mind
everything up. i don't enmind : animanly lice!
Conf. ooze an artgoop,
offer an alphabetzoo soup of anymlls, tho' no karmafarming
zoo sans loos for homosapiens
that euzoa' groups of eco egos, pan's fascists,
would design ta discourage
speciesisticdualism - all that's just peein'
'n the jaws of zephyr the lampposts' defender!
Generous as a gland, i've given tex'udate
o' zanymules
like xonkies ta yer, Sweetcee. And 'zebra moles' o cool
- but there i lyriseize, plagiarise the smart doolally daughter
of my artfull Avenues' Rose, Ceejay's
beautiful Varooka,
who's a precocious poet.
No wonder: the prerequisite Being being yeswonder,
mad as a sane child!
i took from the work that celebrates
the catpaint
o' Varooka's verm-pawers, the slayers
of fleas' steeds,
t'avoid havin' t'ask myself sub rosa
for any input.
But even that
takes work, drat!