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And who could argue with a ferry-boat ride?
We we very tired, we were very merry,
but we hadn’t travelled, not yet.
It was August, the Captain was so nice.
He gave everyone a discount.
And therein we filled up, we filled in, we had our fill
of tea and cake, and ice cream:
on board to the carnival.

Hitchcock? she asked, and I said Fuck Yeah.
Soup’s on, I kept hearing,
though none was.

Remember? It was the day the Miller’s lab jumped over-
board, and instead of panicking, the man in the black suit said
good riddance,
good-bye. He shot the dog in the face.
One two three four bullets, you’re dead–

         Ms. ______ ’shot up’ in the cabin
         I felt ‘OK’ doing shots with ______

–and it was. I mean to say,
he was the logical one, and the rest of us,
we were just gone.