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It is what it is, I went to the zoo

It is what it is, I went to the zoo

 

I went to the zoo

When I was a kid

All the other goats

Stayed on the mountain

That’s where I learned

The law of the jungle

The lawyer’s legalese

While my clients

Chewed on grass

And my friends

We lost touch

They moved further down the bay

Still dressing in their polo shirts

I slept with refugees

Whose suffering

I had a great deal of trouble

Reconciling myself with

I was brought up to fantasize

About women

And here was “not an interesting story”

The son of an Auschwitz survivor

Once said about his dad’s

It made sense

When later

I made love to my woman

To a pedestal (better)

& realized I was a phony

Just like all middle class liberals

“Still at least we’re not rapists

Like the Cappos”

You could see it that way, sure

But kids don’t kid around much

These days

Their jokes sound like sermons

In short they’re applauded and agreed with

But you don’t hear full body laughter

For example, one comedian reckons

The bay people are like a private club

Pretty obvious really

Or to quote my Slovenian mate

“they’re boring”

And so I moved to the desert

Where the golf courses are made of sand

And the miner’s billions

Cost her father a pound

Fortunately we have libel laws

So you can commit wholescale murder

And pay a small fine

You could call it an expense

There aren’t many it’s good

I’m on a retainer

The golf is good

It’s too hot to play

So we play at night

My goat vision an advantage

Over these what would you call them?

We’re having Kow Pung chicken for dinner

So I’m ok

I just wanna eat and eat and eat

You know us goats

We’re not fussed about who’s our dinner companions

I’ve eaten with the lions

I’ve eaten with the lambs

I’ve eaten with the sharks

I’ve eaten with the vultures

As long as the eating is good

“It is what it is”

The saying goes

A great leader in slacks and a hi-viz

The 11th and most important Commandment

 

 

©Malachi Doyle 2021.




 

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