Posted by kid_A on March 26, 2002, at 10:09:48
turncoats, everyone of them-- here, take this candy, it will make you well... but it's too sweet we wants it more and more, and we run out of our candy and go back the strangers for more, but they tells us, "Naw wun gets naw candy till yea time iss dew..."but they sweeten it so? oh so sweet, sticky, it traps you, you get stuck inside it, and you're licking your fingers and sucking your thumb and saying "Oh Whats to be done with these strangers of ours!"...
Alas, poor kid, I knew him Horatio, a boy of infinite jest...
Then I laugh, the fishy dock laughs
the sea laughs. The Island laughs.
The Absurd laughs.Kid A In Alphabet Land Conquers Another Curious Curmudgeon - The Catty Commodity-Fetish!
Q: Wherefore Do Ye Spend Money For That Which Is Not Bread? And Your Labour For That Which Satisfieth Not?
A: Gentlemen Prefer Relations Between Things! Can't Get No Satisfaction? Charge It Against Your Symbolic Debt! How Many Barred Subjects Is That?
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