Who says it makes all the difference.
"Well, McPherson, I think I've witnessed it all now." Jack said.
"How's that then?" his companion returned looking up from his repast.
"Ever read a sonnet from Pluto to the head
Naysayer of the planetary purist league?" Jack cast
Glibly and nonchalantly and continued, "scrawled in the wall
Over a restaurant urinal?" "Can't say that I have, Jack.
Don't think I want to, for that matter. Which stall
So I can avert my eyes?" McP shot back.
"Pass the ketchup, please." Jack moved on as he sat to continue
Eating the meal the waitress had brought.
After a slight pause he said, "You know when man speaks 'flower'
Kindly, even with the most love, a stick figure with a circle caught--
Surrounded by ovals appears in another man's head. But when God says it, as authority's sower
Flora covers the face of the earth and on day three of creation, God
Lowers: boom. Floral fireworks with colorful resonance. Later, Man will behold them with trembling penitence."
