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1 " I'd carry the mail for you, Ethel,Stop running around with that pup,He's got a car, sure, and jack to throwLike water but what does he want?What do they all want? something easy,Something that somebody else worked for.Ethel, lay off rich kids, you'll end dirty. "
― Kenneth Patchen , First Will & Testament
2 " I got the fat poet into a corner and told him he was writing shit and couldn't get away with itNow it is night and timefor sleep. Everyone istiredfrom garbage-gluttinglifting their snoutsfrom the troughlong enoughto ease their gut—I won't urge the point.Gold-plated poemsto stuff uptheir mind's assor politicswatered down so asnot to scare the blue bloodsBoo! you well-fed bastards "
3 " Humanity is a good thing. Perhaps we can arrange the murder of a sizable number of people to save it. "