All knowledge comes with time,

For one cannot know in an instant

What has taken great minds years to accrue—

Like a fat girl in fishnets with a cigarette

And a miniskirt blowing in the breeze,

Love doesn’t mean anything—

There’s enough love and ugly people

To go around, she knows them well—

The subway runs through Georgie’s panties

At the twisted hour Isamu Noguchi

And Tennessee Williams defeated Napoleon

And Ghadaffi 16-3 on the ice—

All knowledge comes from within,

Quite the innocent Russian slut,

Her perfect love casting out fear—

Constantly high and pregnant,

Sitting on my face in her underwear,

Georgie puts her gifts under the tree

And is done with it, Japan melting like ice cream

Under the weight of the pedophile—

As Christians carry Dior handbags,

And Ralph Lauren salesgirls blow me,

Capitalism and NPR do not mix,

Much as Capitalism and Christianity do not mix,

Much as Capitalism and anarchy do not mix,

Much as Capitalism does not mix with anything

Except crime and organized crime

And rape and abortion—

Alleluia, alleluia, the fat girl in fishnets

Had an abortion that ended like a nursery rhyme

I want to inhale your medicinal pussy farts

And drink your liquid snot by the glassful—

Like Solomon said to the Queen of Sheba,

A master cannot serve two slaves—

A woman can’t have too many abortions,

Or too many mutant feet as Japanese mutant porn

Finally comes of age,

She always danced Swan Lake in the nude

Until a pit bull took a bite of her—

Knowledge is sweet and gentle

Like a thirteen year old hooker,

For one cannot know in an instant

What has taken great minds years to accrue—

Like a fat girl in fishnets with a cigarette,

Miniskirt blowing in the breeze,

Love doesn’t mean anything—