OMELETTE

OMELETTE
“you egg!”
       Macbeth,
     Act 4, Scene2

make for
bizarre bedfellows

lead to
    crazy places
              they definitely do

Darwin
    to the jackboot

merry old Malthus
to the electric fence

dingy ripped
and ravaged
   upon the ocean

propaganda as truth
set up in best
civllized dress

but slice and dice
whichever way you cut it

there is just too much egg;
today too many eggs

which are
    not to preferred taste
being of the wrong shape
and size and
State-approved colour

hence the forever
Napoleonic solution
of
   military omelette