Finkelstein

Mind and brain, with paper clips, some staplers

and a hook:

what better use

for crazy glue

and rubber bands

and spit

to make it swing quite free and loose:

an arc of thought,

a bit of Rye,

and a sugar cane to give it juice,

.

Some newsprint,  like the NY Times

so it can wave and fly,

and then one chip, all tucked

away;

just turn it on and it will play

and give

a

pleasant

talk

O Finkelstein

O Finkelstein

There’s no one left to pour the wine

or wear a laborer’s cap.

We’re all out there, without a care

to dance

and swear

and dine.

The market’s up; we’re in our luck.

What we require’s an auto-matron

To take the place

of Jills

or Johns,

or even fancy Queens

 

So we’ll toast your deed if you fulfill our need:

Let your monster

fill the gap.

 

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