Posted on October 10, 2006 by Nik

From A Thousand Chinese Dinners

From a thousand Chinese dinners, one cookie:
Good fortune in love, also a better position.

So much for both. Too many humorless people
Who can’t believe that God could have made the cunt.

Maybe he didn’t make it. Maybe hydrogen
Made nitrogen and one thing led to another.

Some hold that early man stumbled upon it
While dreaming of the perfect end to a long day’s hunt.

But I say only Italians, with their flavor for drama,
Could have invented this fragrant envelope.

Let’s drink to the Italians, especially Catullus,
Who knew it was no joke but couldn’t help laughing.