Once there was an Archer, And there was a minute When He shot a shaft On a New Departure. Then He must have laughed; Comedy was in it. For the game He hunted Was the non-existence Of the Phoenix pullet (The M?????? [not being] of Plato), And the shaft got blunted On her non-resistance. Like a dum-dum bullet - Did in fact get splattered Like a ripe tomato. 15 That's how matter mattered. |