Lament for Bad Taste
Ill-suited to climb, ill-fitted as layman, he squirms. Unable to graze, unable to bargain, he squirms. Shrunken chaste by the written stricture of Damsel, he is impotent to swell. Like a dolphin . . . he . . . redden. Like a squirrel mounting his own tail, he . . . bacon. Gigolo, with no Woe-dodo or Miscreant . . . . Gigolo.