The jury returned and the judge assumed 
the black cap [the badge of office] 

Oral sex is not adultery... 
  --AP Wire Service 

What's the use of prettying up 
the black cap of the law? 
Your turn's next, caught fucking up 

Caught fucking up, caught sucking up 
before the black cap of the law. 
What's the use of prettying up? 

I raise my cup and sup--lick--suck--tup-- 
drink it all down, all down:  gouge, claw, brawl 
and fall.  Your turn's next, caught fucking up. 

Have it off in public, rob--cheat--steal--then suck 
off who you will.  I want, I want, I want it all. 
Your turn's next caught fucking up. 

Congressman Suck, Senator Tup, President Fuck. 
fellatio, Pinocchio.  Lust expands, law 
commands.  What's the use of prettying up? 
Your turn's next caught fucking up. 
 
 

"WHO ARE YOU?" 

"What do you love best about me?" 
"What do you love best about me?" 
"I’ll tell you first. That you love me. 
That’s what I love best about you, 

"that you love me the way I am." 
"I love that about you too." 
Then, softly, "Who are you?" she says.  "Who are you?" 

"Am I hurting you?" 
"Oh, no..." 
"Is something wrong?" 
"No, it’s alright." 

"But you’re crying." 
"No, no, it’s nothing.  It’s just. 
 Nothing." 
 
 

WHATEVER! 

"...The most metaphysical, esoteric, philosophical--whatever." 
--New York Mayor Rudolph Giulani, 1998 

I hear America singing 
and what it is singing is 
"Whatever." 

The disconnect, pull the plug, 
blow you off word. 

O beautiful for spacious skies. From sea... 
You want to know what this country is? 
It’s the United States of Whatever. 

The think what you like word, 
ya da, ya da, ya da, ya da, 
rolling its eyes, turning away. 

"You bore me, do you understand? 
you have always bored me 
and you’re beyond help." 

I’m outa here. 

"Whatever!" 
 
 
 
(c) 1998, by Robert Sward