In a singing tankette fights the Polish soldier,
smart vehicle, half a mil, to take on mines
made of gunpowder and an old pot costing twenty-seven cents.
Is the motto “punk’s not dead” still with us.
Is Corporal Screw, member of the old alterglobalist crew
out of Nakło nad Notecią, still with us.
Did he have at a pot of powder
like Adam’s/Achilles’ heel at the serpent. How does this affect
the reviving of the cult rock event
traditionally dominated by a mohawked population.
“When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains,
however improbable, must be the truth.”
Really, Mr. Holmes. “There is no guarantee
that the sun will rise tomorrow, too.” Really, Mr. Hume.