The Monster Hour
On the Monster Hour, there was this monster that used to come out and try to kill everybody in the audience. No one expected it, not even the producers who were told by the monster he would play a few blues tunes on the piano. The monster apologized after each show and asked for another chance. I'm planning on telling a few jokes this time he would say. But time after time he'd break his word and try to kill everybody. The producers finally replaced him with a gorilla in people clothes that came out and played a Wurlitzer, but they never changed the name of the show. It was always the Monster Hour. I don't think anybody understood then what a monster really was.
The poem's from Zachary Schomburg's first book The Man Suit.

My next $12.95 is so buying it.
Publisher's Weekly said he was one of the sincerest Surrealists around.
Thumbs up.
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