Daniel Borzutzky
Only The
Names Have Been Changed To Protect The Innocent
Into wanted to go onto Onto's into
But Onto did not want Into in his
into
He wanted Into on his onto
So he said to Into
Why don't you go onto my onto
Because your onto is not as warm
as your into, said Into
And though your into is not as warm as my into
An into needs more than his own into, said Into
An into needs the warmth of another's into
And an onto needs the warmth of another's onto, said Onto
And though often I go onto my own onto, said Onto
It is warmer on your Onto
I will not let you onto my onto, said Into
But I am happy to let you into my into
Blood of unrequited love
To whom do you flow
Sang the chorus
As Onto tried to get onto Into's onto
And Into tried to get into Onto's into
But neither Into nor Onto
Could get into or onto
The object of their desire
Blood of unrequited love
To Whom do you flow
Sang the chorus
Who proposed a compromise
By suggesting to Onto
That perhaps Into would let him
onto his onto
If he agreed to let Into into his into
And Into, sang the chorus
Perhaps Onto will let you into his into
If you let Onto onto your onto
I will let Into into my into, said Onto
But how do I know that Into
Will let me onto his onto
Which is to say, said Into
That if I let Onto onto my onto
Before he lets me into his into
How do I know he won't flee
And since it was impossible for Into
To go into Onto's
into
At the same time as Onto
Went Onto Into's onto
Onto and Into
Were asked by the Chorus
To put something up for collateral
To guarantee their mutual gratification
But what? said
Onto
My N, said Into
And my N, said Onto
Who was now called Oto
And Into was now called Ito
A coin was flipped
And when Oto won
He went onto Ito's onto
Then Ito went into Oto's into
Blood of unrequited love
To whom do you flow
Sang the chorus
For now that Oto and Ito
Had attained their desire
Neither found satisfaction
For both felt
That the attainment of desire
Was not as pleasurable
As the longing for unattainable desire
They either have paddings that
push my boobs up so high I'm suffocating, said the National Security Adviser,
or they strap them down, resulting in a flattened pancake effect.. The Secretary of State twirled like a ballerina, looked
into the mirror, and said, I'm shapely and I don't like wearing skimpy stuff,
but this robe is the best---it's silky and clingy and the belt accents my
waist. People are so wise, said the
Secretary of Defense, that they prop a ladder against the sun, and pretend to
be apple sauce. Dressed in punky casual pants with pointy red pumps, his retro look was causing
quite a stir in the beltway. By law, said
the Attorney General, the bra must lift and separate perfectly. A legal adviser suggested that breasts and
bras be reviewed on a case-by-case basis.
But the Attorney General was steadfast in his belief that the rights of
breasts should be treated only in general terms. The pancake bras must be detained, he
screamed. He smoothed the fabric of his
animal print camisole; and when the Chief of Staff entered wearing a colorful
kimono, he threw his hands up in disgust.