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David McLansky

(5/24/1944 / New York City)

Riff On Pradip Chattopadhyay Of Mice And Men, And Cats

You can’t expect
To take my balls
With such a drop;
Production falls;
My leaping, willingness to pounce
Upon the mice,
I hereby renounce.
If someone slashed
Your private parts
Tell me not
You’d not lose heart,
To hunt down the wily mouse
That so infests your crumbling house;
It is the arrogance of man
To de-ball a cat
And then demand
That same level
Of devoted service;
Without my balls
I feel so nervous.
I prefer to sit and crouch
And watch the mice
Throughout your house;
I find it heartening and so refreshing
That intact genitals
Are so enmeshing;
It makes me temporally forget
That nightmare visit
To your Vet.

Submitted: Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 13, 2013

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