“And that we might as well stop killing one another,/because everyone who lived during the French Revolution is dead anyways.”
If girls had green ears, we’d be so horny all the time
we’d never have concocted that white cream to cure malaria,
sorted every inkling into two piles: wrong and right,
eradicated rape by handing out plastic whistles,
nor
realized that immortality cannot be bought,
not even with a crystal chess set or an anonymous donation to the Salvation Army.
And that we might as well stop killing one another,
because everyone who lived during the French Revolution is dead anyways.
Instead, those celibate peacocks would have built New York City.
Erich J. Prince is the editor-in-chief of Merion West.
