If Poetry Is The Conscience Of The World. . . This Poetry Is The Conscience Of Rev. Victoria Weinstein's U*U World. . .
Vicky Weinstein is clearly a crackpot.
In Peacebang's Sabbatical Saunterings
Read Rev. Victoria Weinstein's mutterings. . .
If only *I* could figure out how to
persuade her keyboard to stop doing freaky things.
I mean, how much more wonderful could this trip get?
And yet it turns out that Peacebang's all wet. . .
Starting tomorrow there will be readings,
Cultural activities and free concerts,
On the blog every day.
I'm over the moon.
Peacebang's a loon.
Did I hear Peacebang yelp
Peacebang needs help?
Surely not from me. . .