One hundred servants to cater accordingly
Approximately eighteen hundred pounds of flesh
Doled out in a most civil way
Just enough to make it all work
And tied inexplicably to whom and why
Mostly not knowing
Exactly how much
To the penny, to the dollar, to the fahrenheit degree
A crudely cut toy made Amish
Put into motion with ribbon and glue
Spinning in midair never moving
Not going nowhere
Like not doing something you can not do
Approximately eighteen hundred pounds of flesh
Doled out in a most civil way
Just enough to make it all work
And tied inexplicably to whom and why
Mostly not knowing
Exactly how much
To the penny, to the dollar, to the fahrenheit degree
A crudely cut toy made Amish
Put into motion with ribbon and glue
Spinning in midair never moving
Not going nowhere
Like not doing something you can not do
Other laws of man and tribe
Some minyan times minyan
Breaking off somewhere around the one and one half mark
Exact in science but not in practice
Makes it all seem fishy
Neither feeding nor fasting
Collecting the count
Overall calories
Expended, spent, absorbed
A missing unit or miscalculation
Calling this god
Or letting it be
In the relationships found meaningful
A heaping pile of rings
Onion or otherwise
The laws all apply
To not have the guts to face
Face to guts
Stacked in countable quadrants
For the good of all
All the god you can muster
Must relish in the heat exchange
Lest it all just stop
Working
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9.14.09
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