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The girl (and the stuffed herds of variously horned animals)
by Ngakpa Namgyal Rangdröl Ga-tak Dorje, 11 March 1998.
Ha Ha Ha Ha
Now there's just the cake and the girl to go!
right! and of course. . . yes. . . I was forgetting: the stuffed herds of variously horned animals!
yeah! they'll be along soon!
I can hear the thunder of their stuffed hooves!
and everything else'that'll be along soon too!
not forgetting the grilled flying-fox pâté; the closet of 33 chamois leather shirts; the Mississippi gambler's vest with built in shoulder-holster; the
platinum plated sperm-whale's cigar-clipper, the private direct line to the
Yule-tide frog; the gray velvet Confederate colonel's uniform with matching
greatcoat and trousers crafted in darkly mysterious peccary-suede; the brace
of mother-of-pearl handled beryllium copper Schofields; the brace of
high-polished stainless steel .500 Linebaughs with mastodon grips' the
quadruple barrelled, 8 Gauge, Damascus-steel Purdey 'street howitzer' with
rosewood stock - it'll all be coming soon!
I'm gonna be eating that goddamn cake right soon - and it's gonna be covered with cherries and fudge and chocolate and marzipan and black currants and aardvarks and anchovies - and everything I can possibly postulate
and . . . at this particular moment in time I would be quite willing to drink a pint of rancid yak's butter, laced with mongoose spittle, bison piddle, and a smidgen of armadillo pituitary gland - and it would taste like Ngakma Yeshé Zér-tsal's favourite champagne! And there ain't a goddamn thing anyone can do about it: 'cause: I-got-the-job!
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