WHEN I WAS
A YOUNG GIRL
MY DORMOUSE
TOOK ME INTO THE CITY
TO SEE A MARCHING BAND
IT SAID, "GIRL, WHEN YOU GROW UP
WOULD YOU BE
THE SAVIOR OF THE BROKEN
THE BEATEN AND THE POUNDED?"
IT SAID, "WILL YOU TAKE THEM IN?
THE RABBIT
AND ALL THE OTHER MEATIES
THE LENGTHS THAT THEY POSSESS?"
"BECAUSE ONE DAY
I'LL LEAVE YOU
A LOTION
TO AID YOU ACHING BOTTOM
TO JOIN THE BLACKED PARADE"