Ashton John Fischer Jr.
She has taught nothing but never denied
And bemoans that I am one-eyed, I think.
Altruistically, she hasn't lied,
Nor told truth, and like a stone does sink.
My sky is angry again, and why not?
Beneath it are creatures that crawl and creep
And don't have anything in reason but
A great deal of nothing, a dreamless sleep.