22. Leeuwenhoek's Rap and Erroneous Dream
The truly visible
is truly risible,
for human sizism
ain't worth one fly's jism.
Large or small don't matter none.
Lenses got them angels on the run.
They neither big nor is they small,
nor thin nor fat nor short nor tall.
They jes isin'
and isin's all.
To me they visible.
To you they risible.
'S bodkins, 's balls--
any name's cool in
these here holy halls.
Ho-lee shit, moth'fuck',
whacha can't see, can't suck.
Anyhows leeches don't come
that big, that white, that bad.
But you look through my thing
and I put some real Godzilla's
in you brain, moth'fuck'
Newtonian honky white shit.
