That paracosm where old dogs
They live forever
Prester John meets the Great Khan
For lunch around the pool
A place where you talk
But your merits never measured
Says, "I feel made up."
Replay, "I feel that sometimes too."
Obstructionist party all invited
Spinning bomb dropped on a highway
Can't get here from there
Chatter form chatter void always crying
Fill my grave with their list of complaints
That old chestnut that some topics are haram
Arthur and King Lot
Arrive separately to lunch
Plates uneaten
But a nagging question eats their calm
Says, "Are we real?"
Reply, "Not sure but I have a hunch."
Obstructionist party all invited
Spinning bomb dropped on a highway
Can't get here from there