The Fence

Part XIII (The Fence)

Round and round and round,
The emus chase Nephew, Pright
Thru’ the Endless Fields

Meanwhile, to the South,
Good Báäâåk watches the whole thing –
Not Daring to Sneeze

Báäâåk is always there;
Gliding along the Trêé-Tøpz –
Watching the whole Scene

He is Wondering
Whether he should Help emus
Capture Nephew, Pright

People from both sides
Of the argument try to
Influence his thoughts

All those People shout
With rhetoric and Hamstrings
What they’d like to do

Báäâåk is overwhelmed;
Having a choice makes him Damp –
Finned out like an Eel

Pressure to Decide
Makes him very unhappy –
He is Disgruntled

But then, they all come –
The Soft Ones, the Whimpering –
Who sleep in the End

Now the Soft Ones shout:
Yube veri füülisch nøcht
Tu help them Ëmuhzz

Thæink uvff vät vihll khuum
Tu päsz ïhf yu dunøcht help
Ænd Priiët døsz es’käpp

Yuhr førchtünh vihll gœ
Ïhn’tu thär händsz ufvv Plrgøhrstrümghph
Whœn yukännøt Frëizkzh

Then Báäâåk now did Say,
Yes: I-shall helpem Emus
Kappturr Neph: ew – Pright

Now Báäâåk strolled Along,
‘Til alas! he came to Place –
House, where emus Lay

Then Báäâåk now did Say,
I’s-kumm: Helpu get Neph: ew –
It’s be for-yur Good

The Emus now Said,
We Captured Pright long Ago;
And the Emus said:

Quintessentially,
Iowa is Iowa –
It’s mediocre