Behold I am become
the heterodox
thus composed
half man, half bat, half clocks
dare not ask how or
why or whether
while I storm down upon you
hell bent for leather
how could any respect?
for none understand
I am the tender plant shoot
reared under the stark hand
so stern so loving
and skillful
a lesser being would despair
to wind up with one so willful
bring me the headwind
of old John Tsunami
bring me the scion
of the family Umami
Deliver me from evil
from boredom and from haste
render to me Caesar's surplus
in the halls of my special taste
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