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BUBBLE

At the bar
The Hammacher Schlemmer catalogue
With the rich guys in khakis
Rolling around inside bubbles
Is covered in beer.

What are the convention's
Babylons, the tickling variation
Nothing looks at rapidly
Said to no one
Is only gorgeous
Whiteness softly crushing any meaning

The cat takes his first communion
And begins to tell the time it's fat

Sodden from teaching, bloated practically

Up into the belfry, "Nein, nein!"
Euphemisms starred and yodels
Caroming in a detail.

Buses come to retrieve their smallest
Portions of the chance to live,
To resume a life less bozo.