EFFARIG!!?!??!?!?!
Jenny, why do you spurn me so?!
OH! that this too TOO solid flesh with it's spots and orangeness would melt
Thaw and resolve itself into a dew.
Or that the Everlasting had not fixed his
giraffe 'gainst self-slaughter. OH JENNY, GOD!
How weary, stale, long-knecked, and unprofitable
Seem to me all the uses of this world.
FIE ON'T, OH JENNY! Tis an unweeded Jenny
That grows to seed, things rank and gross in nature
Posses it merely.
OH! that this too TOO solid flesh with it's spots and orangeness would melt
Thaw and resolve itself into a dew.
Or that the Everlasting had not fixed his
giraffe 'gainst self-slaughter. OH JENNY, GOD!
How weary, stale, long-knecked, and unprofitable
Seem to me all the uses of this world.
FIE ON'T, OH JENNY! Tis an unweeded Jenny
That grows to seed, things rank and gross in nature
Posses it merely.