The refrigerator empty.
He was broke.
A pizza arrived.
Chorus:
Who said that?
Papers to be delivered.
Papers to be read.
Papers to be signed.
Papers to be corrected.
Papers to be edited.
Papers to be published.
Papers to be thrown out.
Papers to be recycled.
Papers. Papers. Papers.
On TV, the crying of terrible weapons.
He did what he had to do.
This just in: Door-to-door suits at the door.
In the street, black and whites.
Some have been placed under a gag order.
On TV, a daguerreotype.
A recognizable image.
Chorus:
Which kicked off a boom in kitchenware.
Too much left unsaid.
Too much left uneaten.
Too late now for a doggie bag.
Your airtime is available immediately.
We await joy.
Tumbling into entropy.
On the front lawn robins argue in pantomime.
The silliness of what?
Chorus:
So it goes.
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| Julian Curry in Krapp's Last Tape (1966) |