Ku Klux Klan serves hot soul food

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Ku Klux Klan serves hot soul food and the band plays In the Mood
The cheerleader waves her cyanide wand
There's a smell of peach blossom and bitter almond
Caryl Chessman sniffs the air and leads the parade
He knows, in a scent, you can bottle all you made
There's Howard Hughes in blue suede shoes
Smiling at the majorettes, smoking Winston cigarettes
And as the song and dance begins, the children play at home
With needles, needles and pins...

Echoes of the Broadway everglades

Echoes of the Broadway everglades,
With their mythical madonnas still walking in their shades
Lenny Bruce declares a truce and plays his other hand
Marshall McLuhan, casual viewing, head buried in the sand
Sirens on the rooftops wailing, but there's no ship sailing
Groucho, with his movies trailing, stands alone with his punchline failing...

Charles Baudelaire, Poésies de jeunesse, IX

POESIES DE JEUNESSE,  IX


Ci-git qui, pour avoir par trop aimè les gaupes,
Descentit jeune encore au  royaume des taupes


Qui giace chi, avendo troppo amato le puttane,
calò ancor giovane nel regno delle talpe.

POOR JAGO...