(99) June 2, 2010: The Method

THE METHOD

And so and so the method carries on,
The delicate Corvette of curving stride,
The pure naiveté to doff and don.

The factory of novel sprouting spawn
Conveyor belts the raw resilient hide,
And so and so the method carries on.

The gears of motion turn from dusk to dawn,
And nightly carry in the Jekyll side;
The pure naiveté to doff and don.

The bells and whistles cheer the day undrawn
To draft the still unwieldy Rolls of pride,
And so and so the method carries on.

The engine bolted down in roaring brawn
Disturbs and stirs in search of spins untried;
The pure naiveté to doff and don.

At last the giant doors exhausted yawn
Releasing one more swift vestigial ride,
And so and so the method carries on,
The pure naiveté to doff and don.

D. Edgar Lamp

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