I Refuse To Cater To The Bullshit

It Is Such An Abundance Of Idiocy That You Lose Courage. That You Lose Hope. I Don't Want To Lose Hope. I Get Through Every Day. I'm Pretty Good. I Work. I Sleep. I Sing. I Walk.

I Want To See Me To The End Working, Living For Myself. Ripeness Is All.

I Have A Little Tiny Emily Dickinson So Big That I Carry In My Pocket Everywhere. And You Just Read Three Poems Of Emily. She Is So Brave. She Is So Strong. She Is Such A Sexy, Passionate, Little Woman. I Feel Better.

There's A Mystery There, A Clue, A Nut, A Bolt, And If I Put It Together, I Find Me.

And Now," Cried Max, "let The Wild Rumpus Start!