I don’t know which way is up and which way is right
some police officers from the zoological geometry division was asking me the square of the hippopotenuse but I kept
shtum I ain’t as dumb as I look and I don’t look as dumb as I seem I just stared at their velcro macramé feet and acted all sweet and innocent like a cubic hyena in heat
I had shoes like em once I said
but they wouldn’t hang straight they beat me relentlessly they beat me thoroughly when they eventually left I knew I’d been beaten
cops don’t hand out beatings like that no more no pride
no professional pride in
their work I’m not complaining see and I ain’t going all nostalgic it’s just I hate to see declining standards
I lost my sense of up and down so I went to have my yo – yo adjusted the man said we don’t do that no more people use scatellite navigators I can’t afford no scatellite if everybody gets a scatellite they’ll blot out the sun! but we’ll know
where it is he explained we’ll
track it on scatellites
I
got a new string for my yo – yo but he said
I’d have to wind it myself they had declining standards
to maintain I no longer know which way is up and which way is right
my yo – yo pulls to the left or maybe it’s me standing a little to the right
