Frabjous Times

Alive, Alive-O

trundling
through Shantytown
the vaccination cart
lost sundown neurotoxic hazes
"She died of a fever, and no one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
But her ghost wheels her barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive-O! "
Amnesic Shellfish Poisoning
Originally written: 4/23/2003