one thing that
shows that
insects are
superior to men
is the fact that
insects run their
affairs without
political campaigns
elections and so forth
* * *
a man thinks
he amounts to a lot
but to a misquito
a man is
merely
something to eat
* * *
i have noticed
that when
chickens quit
quarrelling over their
food they often
find that there is
enough for all of them
i wonder if
it might not
be the same way
with the
human race
* * *
germs are very
objectionable to men
but a germ
thinks of a man
as only the swamp
in which
he has to live
* * *
a louse i
used to know
told me that
millionaires and
bums tasted
about alike
to him
* * *
the trouble with
most people is
that they
lose their sense of
proportion
of what use is
it for a
queen bee to fall in
love with a bull
* * *
what is all this mystery
about the sphinx
that has troubled so many
illustrious men
no doubt the very same
thoughts she thinks
are thought every day
by some obscure hen
archy
Posted by matthew at 01:47 PM | Comments (0)
man eats the big fish
the big fish eat the
little fish
the little fish
eat insects
in the water
the water insects
eat the water plants
the water plants
eat mud
mud eats man
my favorite poem
is the same as
abraham lincolns
o why should the spirit
of mortal be proud
awaiting your answer
i am and so forth
archy
Posted by matthew at 11:49 AM | Comments (0)
if all the verse what i have wrote
were boiled together in a kettle
twould make a meal for every goat
from nome to popocatapetl
mexico
and all the prose what i have penned
if laid together end to end
would reach from russia to south bend
indiana
but all the money what i saved
from all them works at which i slaved
is not enough to get me shaved
every morning
and all the dams which i care
if heaped together in the air
would not reach much of anywhere
they wouldnt
because i don't shave every day
and i write for arts sake anyway
and always hate to take my pay
i loathe it
and all of you who credit that
could sit down on an opera hat
and never crush the darn thing flat
you skeptics
archy
Posted by matthew at 09:43 PM
if you don't know archy the cockroach, go see http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Archy_and_mehitabel to learn more. from time to time i'll post a gem from this verse libre poet whose soul was imprisoned in the body of a cockroach, written in the early years of the last century.
quote and only man is vile quote
as a representative
of the insect world
i have often wondered
on what man bases his claims
to superiority
everything he knows he has had
to learn whereas we insects are born
knowing everything we need to know
for instance man had to invent
airplanes before he could fly
but if a fly cannot fly
as soon as he is hatched
his parents kick him out and disown him
i should describe the human race
as a strange species of bipeds
who cannot run fast enough
to collect the money
which they owe themselves
as far as government is concerned
men after thousands of years of practice
are not as well organized socially
as the average ant hill or beehive
they cannot build dwellings
as beautiful as a spiders web
and i never saw a city
full of men manage to be as happy
as a congregation of mosquitos
who have discovered a fat man
on a camping trip
as far as personal beauty
is concerned who ever saw
man woman or child
who could compete with a butterfly
if you tell a dancer
that she is a firefly
she is complimented
a musical composer
is all puffed up with pride
if he can catch the spirit
of a summer night full of crickets
man cannot even make war
with the efficiency and generalship
of an army of warrior ants
and he has done little else
but make war for centuries
make war and wonder
how he is going to pay for it
man is a queer looking gink
who uses what brains he has
to get himself into trouble with
and then blames it on the fates
the only invention man ever made
which we insects do not have
is money and he gives up
everything else to get money
and then discovers that it is not worth
what he gave up to get it
in his envy he invents
insect exterminators
but in time every city he builds
is eaten down by insects
what i ask you is babylon now
it is the habitation of fleas
also ninevah and tyre
humanitys culture consists
in sitting down in circles
and passing the word around
about how darned smart humanity is
i wish you would tell
the furnace man at your house
to put out some new brand
of roach paste i do not get
any kick any more out of the brand
he has been using the last year
fromerly it pepped me up
and stimulated me
i have a strange tale about
mehitabel to tell you
more anon
archy
Posted by matthew at 06:08 PM