BEACON OF EGGS







Beacon of eggs,
Defy the breadth of thine butter,
For the dovesong day is done.

And nocturnal dogjuice
Drips from faulty faucets
Bearing no fruit,
No flower of passion,
No vision for posterity.

Pray tell ye the truth, yea,
Before the crow flies away
With our very cockadoodleday!




1973

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