Visitation

John the Baptist rolled in screaming,
"Next time I do it in hot wax on Jerry Springer!".
(He had been down on Jarvis Street looking for some head)
We mumbled, through my lips, about plastique surgery, the benefits of time sharing and the economics of cursory theft projections. I told him to never take what you make
or lend a borrower bee. He took my wet/dry shaver
and a pound of salt cod.