"...therefore i do hereby and now and furthermore assert that in the
context of a society which is in the shadow of my humble opinion humbled
and declining itself do we likewise witness a decline in morality moreover
in literary content for whereas the poet deserved-of-name was once and
should now be concerned with the beauty of eagles and sunsets and roses
and such things quite obviously beautiful and worthy of praise the modern
poet is now and should not be concerned with the beauty of meatloaf and
sidewalks and noses and such things quite obviously ordinary and worthy of
prose and consequently this therefore i do hereby and now furthermore
assert.. ."
He paced thus
spit forth SPON!DEES!
and turned round
with each beat
while they noted, nodded,
otherwise daydreamed
of love and rain and
ordinary things.