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Maxwell’s Poetry for Dummies (Laying It on Fik)

Why do you fink I am fik; in fact,
Why do I fink you are finking I am fik? Because
What even is it to be fik? Maybe
Just to write like this?

I do not listen to a single word anybody says.
I’ve read
All the books, all fik
In their own unique ways.

So why can’t I have my own fik book…?
I am
Hilarious though! And you can’t teach that; which may
Be the point? Which may be the only point! So

Doc, Prof, Teach,
Publisher: if you think my ilk
Be fik, most of us
Will give you a fik ear, while one or two

Will feel so pressed
Into the margins—will feel
So fikened—that you might
End up being taught a fing or two.

“Do you think I do these things for real?”
—Pulp, ‘I Spy’

“His accent sounded fine to me”
—Vampire Weekend, ‘Oxford Comma’


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