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Boris IN ONE-WORLD LAND
By Richard Bubric
Chapter 1. Down The Blab-it Hole
As Boris was getting Tired of blowing his own horn, The White Rabbit said it was time to be reborn.
"I'm the White Rabbit and work for the White King. He wants to talk to you. Follow me. No time to lose."
So Boris followed This creature down a tunnel, And floated on the hot air of D.C. Coming through many a funnel.
He was frightened at first when he realized he was falling very slowly; puffs of hot air were keeping him up in place: this was nothing remarkable for if all the hot air in D.C. wasn't channeled into under-ground vents, the whole place would have a meltdown.
Chapter 2. The School of Fears
When he landed on the ground, What he saw was all bland, "This was certainly a wonderful Happy One-World land."
It seemed to be so Dreary and hopeless, Until Boris espied an Eden So cheery and blest.
But he cried as he couldn't Get into that dear blessed house, And fell into his own tears As he met angry Mr. Loremouse.
Chapter 3 The Primary Race and Scary Tales.
Mr. Loremouse told a tale Of the Mean officer of Truancy, Who'd imprison all By being both The judge and the jury.
After all got settled at their 'desks,' Mr. Loremouse proceeded to tell this harrowing tale, 'The Truancy officer said to the children, that he met in a pool-room, "Let us both go to school: I will prosecute you. Come, I'll take no denial: we must have a trial; for really this morning I've nothing better to do." Said the parents to the officer, "such a trial sir, with no jury or judge would be wasting our breath." "I'll be the judge, I'll be jury," said the cunning old officer of Truancy, "I'll try the whole cause and condemn you all to prison." ' "
But none of the school kids Were scared by this dandy, And just floated on comfy tubs After eating 'Happy Candy.'
But when Boris told the kids Of the Homeland Camps, They all scampered off Frightened like dear little scamps.
Chapter 4. Cooks and Cauldrons.
Then Boris saw Uncle Sam Invited by the White Rabbit, To play, with the White King, A game of Crook-ed.
Uncle Sam's Cooks whipped up A green healing concoction, To help him maintain And invigorate His ailing Constitution.
But was this green-gloop really healthy and was it really green at all, for Boris could hear the cooks chanting this ominous refrain:
'Red-gloop to rule them all, Red-gloop to blind them, Red-gloop to bring them all and in the darkness bind them; In the One World where the shadows lie.'
Uncle Sam threw Boris One of his wailing kids to baby-sit, But the li'l swine Only wanted to play In the mire more than a bit.
Then Uncle's Sam's Cat Greeted Boris With a tip of its hat: It gave its name as "Constitution, The Treasure Cat."
"And to Boris's surprise the Constitution started to vanish slowly bit by bit, beginning with the end of the tail, and ending with the grin, which remained some time after the rest of it had gone. "Oh my," thought Boris, "I think The Constitution's new name should be 'The Disappearing Treasure Cat,' for it does seem to be disappearing bit by bit these days. The Liberty Tree still seems to be standing, but I don't know for how long, for I've often seen a Constitution without Liberty, but Liberty without a Constitution! It's the most curious thing I ever saw in all my life!"
Chapter 5 The Mad Talk Show
Trotting down the lanes Very merrily and slow, Boris finally came To the Mad Talk Show.
Boris debated Constitutional Questions With this Panel, But he only got answers Philosophical, pedantical & magical.
Boris remembered what the Treasure Cat had said about these three, "Nearby you can find three of them who, more or less, are honest, but for one reason or another have weakened their cause: first there's Dr. Split Hare, who knows how to sift the Truth, but whose many distinctions and qualifications make the truth he speaks so hard to understand; second there's Mr. Loremouse--you met him before--who knows all the historical Truth, but is too timid or too pedantic to connect the dots in the proper way; and finally there's the Mad Chatter who tells the Truth, but mixes in so many other fables that one can not tell truth from fancy: he in fact believes wholeheartedly, without a shadow of any doubt, in ALL the para-normal beings and events he constantly talks about and this in the end weakens his message. (This is in contrast to some late-night radio talk show hosts who have better credibility because they don't believe in each and every tale, but rather have an open heart and mind that believes in much of what they hear -- perhaps sometimes reading between the lines -- but who, at times, are touched with some reasonable and rational doubt.)
Then it started to rain Torrents of 'green' gloop, And bound all life To make it sag and droop.
After the storm, Mr. Loremouse Rained down his own disconnected Constitutional gloop, That made everyone sag and sleep And relax and droop.
Pedro, the Techie, told Boris He was better than these robots, For he would clean up this mess By connecting the disconnected Constitutional dots.
"Yes, you are the Brave Bull. Ya, that's it! You will be called from now on in our land, El Toro Bravo, The Brave Bull; for you will knock down the bad guys with your hard head and your bull-horns, ha, ha," and all his men laughed and Boris joined in.
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