Putting the fire in the fat—
all my plans and worries;
but what is today without all that?
“God is just one of my little
rats
that I have to chase after and put in their cages
when I’m putting the fire in the fat.”
Crazy Margaret said that
one day when I was trying
to drive her home: how could she manage all that?!
Though I’ve heard God is a
pretty cool cat.
He created the world in six stages,
last putting the fire in the fat
of Adam’s rib, at which point
He got real nervous!
What would today be without all that?
in this tiny gap between two ages.
Go, you chicken fat!
Today’s just another tale of that.
