Sonnagram 88
Viva Nun Thug Don’t Hunt
K. Silem Mohammad
A hollow man went dully on the earth,
His little Honda going beep beep beep:
It gave the idle masses cause for mirth;
It lulled the Young Hegelians right to sleep.
We can’t send Linda Ronstadt to Chernobyl;
The very notion’s totally absurd.
My favorite type of warming isn’t global;
My favorite feathered animal’s a bird.
Aquarius is bashful in the autumn,
And not so cost-efficient in the fall.
Now history says “smoke ’em if you got ’em”;
Now west is north, now Pinochet is tall.
Now honey, what would Jimmy Carter do?
Get high, get high, get high (get bitches too).
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Sonnet 88 (“When thou shalt be disposed to set me light”)
Viva Nun Thug Don’t Hunt
K. Silem Mohammad
A hollow man went dully on the earth,
His little Honda going beep beep beep:
It gave the idle masses cause for mirth;
It lulled the Young Hegelians right to sleep.
We can’t send Linda Ronstadt to Chernobyl;
The very notion’s totally absurd.
My favorite type of warming isn’t global;
My favorite feathered animal’s a bird.
Aquarius is bashful in the autumn,
And not so cost-efficient in the fall.
Now history says “smoke ’em if you got ’em”;
Now west is north, now Pinochet is tall.
Now honey, what would Jimmy Carter do?
Get high, get high, get high (get bitches too).
__________
Sonnet 88 (“When thou shalt be disposed to set me light”)