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The Little Group Gives a Pagan Masque

"In the regions unknowable—Thea!—
 * Where the Noumenon chums with the Nous,

Where the Idol gets hep to Idea,
 * And Pythagoras ogles a Goose,

"In the heavens of Brahm and Osiris,
 * Are they peeved with this revel, I ask?…

Does Pluto like this, where his fire is?…
 * What in hell do they think of this masque?…

"Where the avatars, drowsed in Nirvana,
 * Lie folded like bees in the comb,

Where Jove with his spangled bandanna
 * Wipes off the nectareous foam,

"Where the deities, avid of Is-ness,
 * Resurge from the Flivvers that Were,

While the wild Chaotical Whizness
 * Gives place to a Cosmic Whir,

"Do they relish this josh of the josses?
 * Do they lamp not the same with a grouch?

Are you stinging these gloomy Big Bosses
 * To a keener, immortaler ouch?"

Hermione murmured: "How eerie!
 * You are voicing my own Inner Mood!

Ah, me! but the world is less dreary
 * If one is but Understood!

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