[78-L] Hoopii New Year

[Malcolm Rockwell]

Thanks, Dave! (Dave's, not here, man...).
Mal

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On 1/1/2011 7:49 AM, David Lennick wrote:
> (Words found on an ancient circular piece of vinyl, carbon dated 1972)
>
> Go placidly
> Amid the noise and waste.
> And remember what comfort there may be
> In owning a piece thereof.
>
> Avoid quiet and passive persons
> Unless you are in need of sleep.
>
> Rotate your tires.
>
> Speak glowingly of those greater than yourself
> And heed well their advice,
> Even though they be turkeys.
>
> Know what to kiss.....and when!
>
> Consider that two wrongs never make a right
> But that THREE.........do.
>
> Wherever possible, put people on hold.
>
> Be comforted that in the face of all aridity and disillusionment
> And despite the changing fortunes of time,
> There is always a big future in computer maintenance.
>
> Chorus
>
> You are a fluke
> Of the universe.
> You have no right to be here.
> And whether you can hear it or not
> The universe is laughing behind your back.
>
> Remember the Pueblo.
>
> Strive at all times to bend, fold, spindle and mutilate.
>
> Know yourself.
> If you need help, call the FBI.
>
> Exercise caution in your daily affairs,
> Especially with those persons closest to you.
> That lemon on your left, for instance.
>
> Be assured that a walk through the ocean of most souls
> Would scarcely get your feet wet.
>
> Fall not in love therefore;
> It will stick to your face.
>
> Gracefully surrender the things of youth:
> The birds, clean air, tuna, Taiwan
> And let not the sands of time
> Get in your lunch.
>
> Hire people with hooks.
>
> For a good time call 606-4311;
> Ask for "Ken."
>
> Take heart amid the deepening gloom
> That your dog is finally getting enough cheese.
>
> And reflect that whatever misfortune may be your lot
> It could only be worse in Milwaukee.
>
> Chorus
>
> You are a fluke
> Of the universe.
> You have no right to be here.
> And whether you can hear it or not
> The universe is laughing behind your back.
>
> Therefore, make peace with your god
> Whatever you conceive him to be---
> Hairy thunderer, or cosmic muffin.
>
> With all its hopes, dreams, promises and urban renewal
> The world continues to deteriorate.
>
> GIVE UP!
>