Nominally literary: Woody Allen.
Out of the Great Nothing the kids get a third.
No, on second thought, we need more absurd--
I'll give the kids a third of nothing.
No, Kafka says: turn them into bugs,
chase them under the rugs,
then give them a third of nothing.
No, it's still not right. Beckett would say
(from a trashcan) "Kids want money?"
When Godot comes they'll GIVE money away.
(So the kids get a pathetic quasi-religious play?)
Not the kids of America!
Camus says give them a great stone.
Let'em push it up a hill, alone.
Let 'em suffer, a lamb to slaughter,
make them perpetually atone.
Isn't there a gi-mongous income tax
we can rob. That would make the kids happy.
Well, life for kids is always crappy.
Does anybody have a xanax?
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