Rich DaDante is known as "The Goon", or "Dadadada Dadante", and sometimes they even call him "Dee-Dant"(said with a lot of stress, like 'DEEEEEE-Dant!'. In the yearbook, he looks like Richard Nixon, so they mock him by saying, "I am not a goon." (instead of "I am not a quitter", which Nixon said, you dork).. If you would like a picture of him, write to him at: Ricardo DeeDant 4243 West 62 Street Parma, Ohio 44144 Or call him at <216>/398-0405. The Revenge of the Two-Faced Vojta Bottle continues. . . As I will now recite a poem. I call it "The Laboratory". _______________________________________________________________________________ W A R N I N G This work of insanity requires an open mind and the utmost attention. Do not laugh at the forces that surround us, especially the forces of one's mind. You never know who is watching, or what will happen when you end up watching someone. Don't try to outsmart the unknown, and recite this work of art in your head, and you will be guaranteed to live at least until you are finished reading. _______________________________________________________________________________ ANCIEN REGIME Now that I, tying thy glass mask tightly, May gaze through these faint smokes curling whitely, As thou pliest thy trade in this devil's smithy -- Which is the poison to poison her, prithee? He is with her; and they know that I know Where they are, what they do. They believe my tears flow While they laugh, laugh at me, at me fled to the drear Empty church, to pray God in, for them! -- I am here. Grind away, moisten and mash up thy paste, Pound at thy powder -- I am not in haste! Better sit thus, and observe thy strange things, Than go where men wait me and dance at the King's. That in the mortar -- you call it a gun? Ah, the brave tree whence such gold oozings come! And yonder soft phial, the exquisite blue, Sure to taste sweetly -- is that poison too? Had I but all of them, thee and thy treasures, What a wild crowd of invisible pleasures! To carry pure death in an earring, a casket, A signet, a fan mount, a filigree basket. Soon, at the King's, a mere lozenge to give And Pauline should have just thirty minutes to live! But to light a pastille, and Elise, with her head And her breast and her arms and her hands, should drop dead! Quick -- Is it finished? The color's too grim! Why not soft like the phial's, enticing and dim? Let it brighten her drink, let her turn it and stir, And try it and taste, ere she fix and prefer! What, a drop? She's not little, no minion like me! That's why she ensnared him; this never will free The soul from those masculine eyes -- say, "no!" To that pulse's magnificent come and go. For only last night, as they whispered, I brought My own eyes to bear on her so, that I thought Could I keep them one half minute fixed, she would fall, Shriveled; she fell not; yet this does it all! Not that I bid you spare her the pain! Let death be felt abd the proof remain; Brand, burn up, bite into its grace -- He is sure to remember her dying face! Is it done? Take my mask off! Nay, be not morose; It kills her, and this prevents seeing it close: The delicate droplet, my whole fortune's fee! If it hurts her, beside, can it ever hurt me? Now, take all my jewels, gorge gold to your fill, You may kiss me, old man, on my mouth if you will! But brush this dust off me, lest horror it brings Ere I know it -- next moment I dance at King's! _______________________________________________________________________________ Ah! The sweet smell of a fresh corpse makes me dance! A glossary is inserted here for those that do not understand some of the academic words in the poem: Glass Mask :a face mask worn for protection against poisonous fumes. prithee :I pray thee. Mortar :A bowl used to grind things into powder. Phial :1.small glass bottle 2.what's in a Phial Cabinet. Casket :jewelry box. Signet :Seal, probably on a ring. Lozenge :piece of candy. Pauline :the speaker would like to murder two other women as well, namely Pauline and Elise. Pastille :small candle used to perfume a room. Minion :here, a small person. _______________________________________________________________________________ Getting off the subject of insane poetry, maybe we can chat a bit on iced tea. It is best when home-made and basked outside for a few hours in the hot summer sun. Than-kyo.. OUCH! I stubbed my tow! (beep beep). @@@@!!!!@@@@ !!FLORAL !! Not to get off the beaten path, but @@DESIGNS @@ if you have 40 columns, this shouldn't !!BY VIC !! be coming out well. 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