A Rational Ethics With Pickles On the Side
"Imagination is as imagination does."
-- a poet of a truly handsome imagination
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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.
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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
Copyright ©
James Starkey III
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