greasy burgers under doctors' christmas tree   hailed big yellow tits in sacred pools of foul pee   depraved hydromancy parties everywhere   like beuys' exhibitions at the weekly fair      people study bloody remains of breakfast burgers   like latin augurs or modern community lurkers   feed on their burgers while they masturbate   meditating about meat meeting its fate      used to love burgers like nobody did?   brevity is the soul of intestinal wit!      furious veggi burgers march down streets in line   waving parliamentarian flags, swigging cheap wine   postulating burgers free your imprisoned hillbillies   american pies etch away your dumb willies      indoctrination of shy burgers replaced by a smell   warhol(e)ism stench is haunted by fishy pell-mell   stimulate your personal little burgers phobia   enjoy your life, fear no common national dementia      love to treat burgers the other way round?   shoving them up! choking! spitting them out?   used to love burgers like nobody did?   brevity is the soul of intestinal wit!