Who do you call on a foggy morning
if you stumble upon a body: a coroner
or a stationer? But, while still puzzling,
Mr Honk’s swift entanglement in a ream
wouldn’t have posed such a dilemma
if only he’d decided whether he had
woken up next to a cold cadaver
or his oeuvre.
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Despite occasional incoherences,
Mr Honk attached a great deal of importance
to clarity of thought as well as the blacksmith’s boy,
refrigerated banana peels, and other phraseology,
and it always amused him when people
took everything he said at face value
just because it was in verse.
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Whether you dream of finding out sandals
more interwoven and complete to impress someone
or to land a job as a court writer, once you decide
to let your verse out into the wild, you will learn
that in the transactional world of vernacular literature,
back-scratching is the foundation of the like economy,
and the algorithm is its angel of annihilation.
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