Start from scratch. Where’s that? The beginning of
the universe a freckle was. Not much
at first but now considered cancerous.
All things considered it’s serious.
It could have been a pimple but wasn’t.
Do you believe everything you’re told?
I do and ask questions afterwards like
who is your doctor? Does he play around.
I know I should watch my health but this is
ridiculous. His zipper is open and he’s flying sideways!
Let’s call it quits I say and he stands there
open mouthed begging to be understood.
This is the age of innuendo Mister President.
Shall we jump into the pool and vote with
our clothes on? Speak up Homo Sapient!
Let’s have a little fun pulling your leg.
You will create a whole scene after this
and I’ll cry uncle even though we’re not related.
I close this whole thing on these happy notes:
You may not know whether the universe
had a beginning or will ever end.
You won the booby prize and still are thankful.
That you or somebody else once lived
in splendor, wonder and bore underwear.