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A Rational Ethics With Pickles On the Side

"Imagination is as imagination does." -- a poet of a truly handsome imagination * * * On every "Help! Oh, help! I'm in a Pickle!" Pickle Day, Ms. Superhero Fancy one true super-duper fay along with airy nothings each a super fairy fair toot sweet at dawning soar to save a piggy in despair -- as well as dogies, chicks, and turkeys frightened and distressed, all penned in horror houses slaves enchained and mean oppressed, as monsters eating flesh fresh on a sandwich bread or bun still gather at the river picnic barbecue for fun -- the skin of feeling beings bringing monsters sinful joy, each devil glib an addict hard e'er since a girl or boy a belly stuffing till a booty burps a pickle juice, a cupful running over squirting out a rank caboose -- hence Fancy and her heroes in Imagination's flight to rescue innocents swift fly in costumes super tight, proud armed with one fine mighty pen a lyricist designed, a humble bard of all parts swell and one divine behind -- till o'er the Globe each critter penned repenned herein is free to flee a hummingbird! a butterfly! a bumblebee! and fleetly flutter, flit, and float forthwith to Pheasant Farm where swell cucumbers well-preserved greet every new freed swarm -- as each hip hearty pickle sweet a party tickler toots, and baby gherkins tweet in party hats and birthday suits, while bread-and-butter pickles with a touch of sugar fine in hammocks sunny yellow mellow with a pickle brine -- and in its prime a pickle lime high leaps in double time, as pickles hot hotfoot it straight to chime a rhyme sublime, though Princess Cornichon du Tarragon (a tart of taste) prefers a spicy Kool-Aid pickle red and pickle-faced -- yet Pole and German pickles stout refrain disdaining salt to entertain themselves in pickle barrels in the vault, whereas a sour dill all soured still on frills and thrills enjoys an evening home where in its jar it sweetly chills -- while up above the pickling earth within a world on high, a host of starry eyes all wink at oes upon the sky, as super-duper Superhero Fancy and her fays the pooper scooper neatly set aside for rainy days. * * * a dedication of Respect for the Pain of countless conscious, feeling beings -- yet Victims being tortured due to the lack of Imagination a revolving helios rhyme menippean satire on the Rationally unethical ideology of speciesism -- with the average speciesist still in a pretty pickle pertaining to pronunciation prowess february, 2023 -- yet a Rational Intelligence necessarily preceding Empathy with pickles on top