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Humble Manual
The insect arrogant little beastie
dies in a frenzy of joy
each clones to make many
in his final act
this is his redemption
All through the night
Man works with nervous hands
makes clever machines
for life for death
builds cities that cover mountains
wears numerous garments
to glitter himself and
in his final glory
creates a God Lord
of the universe
protector of them all
But the insect not consulted
waits better equipped
eternity is but a moment
the future his domain
Epitaph
Under neath these stones
rests this inestimable gentleman
not of his free will
but not troublesome
accepts with a weak smile
who in life a bit corpulent
liked his good cheer
with a little on the side
wished the poor and abused
the hungry and the homeless
would all go away
Now they are gone
He rests in peace
Jack Mashman
Rev. 1994 |
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