There is a Significant Segment
of the population who only jerk off
to footage of Diana Rigg in a catfight
in a catsuit, who limewire the key-
word “hogtied,” who yoddle (and ain’t
that a thing?  Seesawing the voice's
breaking point’s the thing:  “Lovesick
Blues”  or the totally tonally identical
yet unheard precursor, penned by
Emmett Miller and that ilk: “My Topheavy
Ways” or “’Dem Down Deadpan Birds”)
and we sing back in synchronicity
though there are no parrots echoing
the chorus of the song that is this poem
(“So sorry,” I said, “it’s all yours”).
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