it 's a bird, it 's a plane, it 's apain in the neck, it 's a thornin the flesh, it 'sA CATFUL OF BUTTERMILK
nothing, a family saying, like forenough is enough, enough already! yoysher!a bellyful, something turning queasy, stormbrewing, gorge rising, that 's whenyou say enough is acatful of buttermilk
when you 've got a spiritache like an agueof the bones, when the skypushes down like thelid of a garbage-can and allwords ring down a fall oflead nickels, the oldgnaw their gums and blink and thewind is a wolves' bite in the thigh
the hue and cry out at the gravesof the unnumbereddead riding in their careersin turn howling a hollowtolling from hell can wecrawl down to the cat from hereand the buttermilk?
Prince, President, Primeminister, Premier, Potentate,Pontifex, Pasha, Panjandrum & Pooh-bah, ahthe hell with it, it 's acatful of buttermilk
