Anti-Poem – “At Pinks With Little Susie”
maybe if we hold hands the dizziness will go away
little susie be driving a ‘62 gray pontiac grand prix
she say driving is easy once you get the hang of it
tan nyloned legs caress the gas pedal with mettle
flying fast now she stops at melrose and van ness
susie say she feels sick and thinks it’s the roadkill
i just hit something bad she say it ain’t alive now
maybe if we play parcheesi all day it will go away
my problems be like sticky ants she say they stay
susie parks the pontiac in a shaded lot on la brea
she says she wants a pinks hot dog and a yoohoo
cool guys with duck tails and taps hang out there
their scarf-wearing chicks smoke filter cigarettes
susie thinks life is a vicious monster with no eyes
it just attacks and kills everyday and everywhere
susie say her hot dog tastes good tastes like love
will you marry me susie i says suddenly laughing
maybe if we marry all the bad things will go away
little susie be driving home now holding my hand
Yoohoo, chickadee,
Come sit on my knee.
I have a surprise for you.
A handful of seed,
way more than you need,
and bright red berries too.
Yoohoo, chickadear,
Won’t you come here?
I swear that I am nice.
I offer some crumbs
and cherries and plums.
Please take my kind advice.
Yoohoo, chickadither,
Won’t you come hither?
You need not be afraid.
With this cob of corn
picked just this morn,
you will have it made.
Yoohoo, chickadab,
Your tail I grab!
(I snuck up from behind.)
I’m a swell cat,
and I’ll get fat
on you, if you don’t mind.
I love YooHoo,
I love wine,
I love your love,
It is devine...
Some hidden god,
Brought us together,
Once more again,
Satisfying,
A long lived yen...
Sweet is sweet,
And love is love,
The day we did meet,
Was blessed from above.
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