Whimsey, Part Deux

A modest young fellow named Morgan
Had a hideous sexual organ;
It resembled a log
Dredged up from a bog,
With a head on it just like a Gorgon.

from "Three Limericks" by Edward Abbey

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WHAT? Such disrespect for Gorgons! Medusa is not amused.


JANUARY, 1952—MAJORCA II
—Edward Abbey

This body of mine—
bawdy, vile, full of bones,
odd noises, smells, bass tones,
glands, organs, jelly-sacs,
vapors, rheums, humors, packs
of fat, oil and grease; a bag
of bubbles, tricks, with a flag
of hair on top, a crotch of hair
and dangling sex below where
the bag divides and stands upright.
Is this, Narcissus, my inheritance,
wobbling muscles on a stagger-stance,
and all the eyes' fond roving,
a lip to touch and nothing more,
the mouth of Heaven's whore?
Mother, Jesus, Mary, Earth, Jehoshaphat,
I want rather more than that!

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You got that right, Ed...

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An old aging roue known as Drew
Looks back on his youth in sweet rue;
In the years of his might
He could do through the night
What it now takes him all night to do.

from "Three Limericks" by Edward Abbey


—Medusa

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