BORAX: Croquet (1996)

 

She looked at me with eyes sublime,
A stranger, and stranger yet
She gave me tea,
A wedge of lime,
and so we played croquet.
Croquet’s OK, croquet’s OK now, croquet’s OK by me
We waltzed a bit and wore white clothes,
Tiptoed thru the tulips,
I must admit I ate a rose
And drank a few mint juleps…
Croquet’s OK, croquet’s OK now, croquet’s OK by me

(written 1986)

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The Mighty Arthammer of von Borax strikes the Anvil of Universal Consciousness, forging Iconic Singularities of Metaphor. Nitro von Borax is widely recognized as the natural heir to the crumbling facade of an empire that Thomas Kinkade built with massmarket hack-retouched cottagey papscapes, which glow as though lit by pernicious chip-grease fires within and trigger pleasurable dissociative transport to the plebian viewer. Mr. von Borax, known to his discerning, sophisticated & politically progressive fans as "The Painter of Sprinkly Sparkles," pulls inspiration from Betty & Veronica BOTH, stolen travel brochures & comic books, Martin Denny & Italian Giallo Movies to visualize and manifest pure unfettered awesomeness for your astral excursions. His portfolio resonates at a frequency only bats can hear.

Posted on February 16, 2012, in Poems and Literary Peccadillos and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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