Put Me to Work - Barry Andrews

I’ve been a groom

I‘ve worked the room

I’ve wrapped myself around a broom

Back in my prime

I shaved the rats

I fixed the stats

Brought litter for the Thundercats

— so many times

(I've been a jerk)

PUT ME TO WORK!

O mighty plume!

O suffering moon!

O weasles in the drawing room!

(please make it fast)

Enklastify my words right now

Unruly gods will show me how

I’ll get the mule behind the plough

Until the last

I will not shirk

PUT ME TO WORK!

I’ll get the weight upon on my back

I’ll eat my body weight in thrak

I’ll holler by the railway track

(and holler loud!)

This Plasma-shift i cannot stop

Plumescence intra bellytop

Merch is flying out the shop

And in the crowd

Are many perks…

PUT ME TO WORK!

O master fruit so tried and true

O solemn plague-rat kangaroo

Something to get my teeth into

Is all I pray

Now linear ducks have just arrived

The bullshit has metastasized

I am intensely exercised

O mood display!

Let’s go beserk…

PUT ME TO WORK!

PUT ME TO WORK!