“These are strange and uncertain times,”
said the dormouse
to the drag queen’s fallen wig.
The stock market was acting up again
and overflowing its banks
The lords rode the tides.
The peasants drowned in their cars.
The evangelicals hoped that
with the Jews now in Jerusalem
The Beast would soon arrive and deal judgment
from its ass-crack
ending all their unfinished arguments
with the atheists.
“Strange how love can still be found
in days like these,” replied the wig.
“Even more so now
than at any other time.”