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PUNCH

“If only she looked like Punch, Baldrick “.
Blackadder Goes Forth

proud I am, right proud,
to be able to tell you

I devised an infallible test
for poetic style and content

will tell, beyond a shadow
of doubt and any other shadow

whether
your brain is artificial
your mind binary

and your religious beliefs
collapse into social
prejudices and economic
predilections

every day of business
being
unquestionably sacred which then raises

serious theological
doubts about
any so-
called day of rest

(no one philosophically able
to punch
their true corporate
exo-
skeletal weight)