If I were named Violet, would I still smell as much? If my name was Phil, would I stink so sweet? I am the poet, Herbert, or Isit? My real false name Isearl. Of course, not. My real name is then tooth bone foodair soaked tin watch Bag-O-Soul outin now. I could change names if I wanted to but I am afraid of lawyers and you.
Poem by Herbert Edsel ( Christopher Terry Everson ) - 1994