Um, just a few jottings and it's just very short.
Excuse me.
The first is called Leisure.
They claim you're a happy man, says
the first, even at the foot of the mountains.
No thanks to the microchip and the union
of rock pushers, soon such endless holidays.
What will you do?
What will you do said the first.
Why I'll go skiing of course.
I'll climb the mountain and I'll come down again.
Seekers After Truth.
Another climbs and climbs, mad-eyed,
far from the dancer and the lyre.
But when he looks up towards the blue
always the mountain grows higher.
Below a distance the roaring courtiers rise to their feet,
less shocked than irate.
Salome has dropped the seventh veil
and they've discovered there are eight.
Don Juan Reports.
In the evening, she looked like Rachel sweetly and sweetly
said, make yourself feel at home.
But in the morning she looked like Leah plainly
and I thought I'd rather feel at home at home.
Inspiration.
Above Professor Einstein's head a portrait of Isaac Newton.
One night Einstein bit an apple and that portrait
fell upon his head.
Transgression.
When Eve held in her right hand the Forbidden Apple nothing
happened.
So she took a little bite, a cautious little bite,
and nothing happened.
The great sun shone, the waterfall fell,
the Paradise birds continued to sing.
So she took another bite and then another bite, munch,
munch, munch, until she swallowed the whole damn thing.