"But like eyes off the ball
Its not present but past
That sorts wheat above all
As gorillas prance pass."

"These apes are big fish
That slip hook after hook.
Modus Ponens: Gallop The Gish.
Operandi: Follow The Book."

"The most important chapter:
No.1 Known Unknown Knowns,
Reveals the sacred rapture
Of hiding a rock among stones."

Every time a Big Ugly
Is about to unfold
There's one Uglier Biglier
In the past to be told."

Jen's eyes by this time
Rolled back in her head.
Covered in green slime
I was sure she was dead.

The walking back cat
Did an M. Jackson shuffle.
"Knew it'd do that"
He bragged with a chuckle.

The cat bent way over and took a big whiff,
Wrinkling his nose, sneezed a red powder mist.
Three times in total, then again with the sniff.
Last, leaning over, punched her nose with a fist.

Almost at once Jen started to shake,
The green goo was falling away from her face.
In no time at all she sat up wide awake.
No bruises, contusions, no harm, not a trace.

We looked to the walking back cat in surprise.
We looked to the walking back cat fishy eyed.
We asked, not speaking, and in time by and by,
The cat walking back had this fulsome reply.

"Out of this pack of most uber non deplorables
We'll pick Bill and F.O.B.s just a few.
Call them the A-Team of respected adorables
With admirable traits ala Pepe Le Pew."

"We'll walk with them to those original sins
That were true enough then and now again.
Back to that time when the ending begins,
Sifting the past for some truth in the grain."

(Stanzas 33-43 of 77)