Jay Dillemuth, p.6

6. Just Desserts, or, Adieu Talou!

You're rowdy as a Hong Kong
menu, trampling my guts
what with those jewels
in your mouth.

Fur scarf! Balloon filler!

Put on an African cape and
preen your feathers in a circle
of power members!

Wouldn't that be a musical syllable?

Give them all a
raspberry as you fly right
over the gruesome
thighs of their books!