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  LAWRENCE S. PERTILLAR (February/'47)
 
 
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  53.     

Sperm

'What on Earth are you doing? '

I'm trying to get inside.
But I don't want to offend anyone.

'Just be direct.
You will be more effective.
You'll be fine.'

I was told that when I came,
To be dropped off.

'Stay firm, Sperm.
That's all I've got to say.
Eventually you will figure it out.
God works in mysterious ways.'

Tell me about it!
That's all I heard...
Before the screeching came to a halt.
And I was dropped off here!
I didn't ask for this.
To climax my existence.
Or know what or who...
I'll eventually meet.
When inside I'm there to greet.

'Like I said...
God works in mysterious ways! '
 
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  54.     

With An Active Listening

When I stopped taking the offensive side,
Immediately as I had done...
In my inexperienced past.
With a doing,
Whenever I had been called ignorant.
One day I awakened to realize,
It was my own ignorance I defended.
Until I began with a learning process,
That allowed a comprehension to decrease it.
And with an active listening I chose to start doing.
 
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  55.     

Be Proud Of Your Accomplishments

'Be proud of your accomplishments done.',
This I would say to anyone.
Too many sit prepared to criticize.
And despise an attention someone else gets.
As if they are owed,
To be spoiled, rude and obnoxious.
On top of believing they should be recognized,
For throwing their identified childish tantrums.

If people lived their lives,
With predetermined pre-requisites needed,
To comprehend they could not just sit...
Making demands.
Few would expect to receive entitlements,
Without first completing requirements...
Of knowing and having respect that's accepted.
'Accomplishments to be rewarded are earned.'
 
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  56.     

Keep It Clean

Keep it clean.
Every crack your packing.
Soap it up and down.
Rinse that dirt away.

Keep it clean.
Every crack your packing.
Soap it up and down.
Rinse that dirt away.

So hard they've tried to reflect perfection.
A wholesome outlook,
With good deeds done they do!
They want to project a godlike self righteousness.
With wings adorned and hymns sung!
Angelic voices from everyone,
Harmonizing,
In collective united bliss.
But the truth about this...
There is BS that sits within their midst,
And not one of them can resist
An addicting sniff!
Since they are all full of it!

Keep it clean.
Every crack your packing.
Soap it up and down.
Rinse that dirt away.

Keep it clean.
Every crack your packing.
Soap it up and down.
Rinse that dirt away.

Something kept stinking...
From fat greasy meat.
Suited and smoking cigars,
Chartering planes with high profiled stars.
And posing with those who piloted...
The sucking up of all resources.
As admirers rejoiced!
Thinking they heard 'voices' from beyond...
'You too could live like this!
We'll make sure of it! '

Keep it clean.
Every crack your packing.
Soap it up and down.
Rinse that dirt away.

Keep it clean.
Every crack your packing.
Soap it up and down.
Rinse that dirt away.

Screwing fools!

'Keep it clean! '

That's what they do best!

'Keep the scene serene.
Deodorize the stench that leaks.
Protect that image.
And hide the blood left...
To leave as expected on urban streets! '

Keep it clean.
Every crack your packing.
Soap it up and down.
Rinse that dirt away.

Keep it clean.
Every crack your packing.
Soap it up and down.
Rinse that dirt away.

By the time it surfaces...
There will be nothing left to squander.
And the fools we duped with treason,
Will have nothing left to value...
And very little to say!

Keep it clean.
Every crack your packing.
Soap it up and down.
Rinse that dirt away.
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar
   
 
 
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