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Literary Interludes

    Socrates, Wilde, Rasputin and Punch

    Fun at a party, but avoid them at lunch

    Socrates sir, can’t handle the drink

    And Wilde flashes an uncomfortable wink

    Rasputin never shuts up the mouth

    And Punch’s jokes always head south

    And on this common definition rest

    man is the likeness, image; not jest

    of the Alpha Omega Progenitor Rex

    Name’s Yahweh, remember it Tex

    I only create ’em and NO! No returns

    Such is the plight of he who attorns.

    Max Stadnyk