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It is said, several slackers make the grade

They have prospects patented, I should say with capital
“P.” They have 14 streets cordoned off
just so they can have their babies. And then
three years from now, there will be strollers everywere, great
traffic jams of them; octopuses.
They’ll take two tea bags with their pleasure
and ask for more.

For me,
     no more sugar.
For me,
     down in the hole.
For me,
     on a footbridge somewhere. Send in the mongoose, bring out the goons.