Episode 405: Everybody’s Rappin’ Now-a-days
After receiving two hundred or so emailed requests to share the rest of the lyrics of the song in this strip, we’ve decided to give the people what they want. Those without flow can stop reading now.
Yo, ladies betta watch out
cuz I’m like a panth-a on the prowl
and looking for a signed copy
of Allen Ginsberg’s over-appreciated “Howl.”
Should I go to Strand
or that other place on University,
the name of which has
thoroughly escaped me.
Or perhaps that store
in the Bedford mini mall.
They’ve got some legit shit
like Acorna the Unicorn Girl by Margaret Ball.
Or maybe I should call
the Ginsberg estate
and ask that dude’s kin about
procuring a signed copy or eight
cuz eight’s better than one,
if you get my meaning.
I could keep one for myself
and sell the other seven on eBay
or Half.com, which could be owned by eBay.
I’ll have to check on that
when I have more time today.
Ladies,
I’ll meet you outside the door of my cottage in the Western night.
Dress correct.
