Blind men can still eat marzipan.
Dying men can still taste the dawn.
People jumping from tall buildings
Can still see the sky.
Dying of cancer, you can earn
A rate of interest as good as any other.
The orange chocolate ice cream
Remains authentic,
True in the cone.
The mystery ingredient in the cake,
Guessed untasted then confirmed,
Is dates.
If the hammerfall is doom
There is marzipan in the supermarket
And time to eat it.
The man caught in the tree-shredding machine
Lost an arm and two legs.
Don't sweat the small stuff.
He is in hospital.
You
Are waiting for your second cup of coffee.