Once upon a time there was a perso
He was walking along
He met the full burning moon
Rolling slowly twoards him
Crushing the stones and houses by

O lady, when the tipped cup of the
You became soft fire with a cloud’
The difficult stars swam for eyes
You stood, and your shadow was my
You turned, your shadow turned to

Crow, feeling his brain slip,
Finds his every feather the fossil
Who murdered all these?
These living dead, that root in hi
Till he is visibly black?

“No, the serpent did not
Seduce Eve to the apple.
All that’s simply
Corruption of the facts.
Adam ate the apple.

Great farmy whores, breasts bouncy
Like buttocks, and with buttocks l
Two white sows jammed in a sty doo
Are no dunghills for bawdry’s cock
Nor tigery tarts, with rubber back

When Crow was white he decided th
He decided it glared much too whit
He decided to attack it and defeat
He got his strength up flush and i
He clawed and fluffed his rage up.

Millionly-whored, without womb,
Her heart already rubbish,
Watching the garret death come,
This thirty year old miss
Walked in park pastoral

The stick insect sitting at his st
In the little lamp of his belly is
Lost among glittering traffic, and
A toad is stone-motion, mould-prid
The jewel in this head is the wisd

The apes yawn and adore their flea
The parrots shriek as if they were
Like cheap tarts to attract the st
Fatigued with indolence, tiger and
Lie still as the sun. The boa-con

In the beginning was Scream
Who begat Blood
Who begat Eye
Who begat Fear
Who begat Wing