Two dictators console our future
First the bishop with his cadre of inquisitors
Specialists pledged to alleviate the burden of moral judgment
By posting clearly and comprehensively the obligations permissions and prohibitions
And by providing forthrightly the reassurance We watch what you do
With an energy mobilized by reward
And by transcendent punishment above all
So that the scales never fall out of balance

And second the furniture man
Who directs the ledgers of credit and debit of chattel and real property
On an earthly plane from a skillet to a frying pan
The suits and pursuits civil and criminal
Who banishes ambiguity irony and complaint
Of tort and damages punitive and compensatory
Who supervises the paperwork that is the duty of the citizenry
And who signs off with a hearty Finish them

Our prospects have greatly improved with the discovery
That below the layer of turf and the layer of tar
The soil consists of corned beef hash
The jellied pink meat flecked with sage
That situated upon these inexhaustible riches
We need no longer concern ourselves with conservation
With doubt as to illness hunger choice preference or fear
Or doubt as to whither and wherefore