Hug O’War from the book “Where the Sidewalk Ends” (1974)
I will not play at tug o’ war. I’d rather play at hug o’ war, Where everyone hugs Instead of tugs, Where everyone giggles And rolls on the rug, Where everyone kisses, And everyone grins, And everyone cuddles, And everyone wins.
There is a place where the sidewalk ends and before the street begins, and there the grass grows soft and white, and there the sun burns crimson bright, and there the moon-bird rests from his flight to cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black and the dark street winds and bends. Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow we shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow and watch where the chalk-white arrows go to the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow, and we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go, for the children, they mark, and the children, they know, the place where the sidewalk ends.
Pitiful, innit? Food is just a human defect. Something we picked up. We don’t need it. A man in India has lived 70 years of his life without a single crumb. And is he thin? Oh, emaciated, and happy as a clam. Just like it should be. So this excuse is NOTHING. Its NULL. Starve on!!…
Wow.. are you fucking serious? Humans need food to survive. Why do you think there are millions in the world dying from starvation?! You know when you haven’t eaten and your hand shakes? That means you need food. You know when you haven’t eaten and you have zero energy? It is because you haven’t eaten. Or how about the fact that your hair, nails, skin, and eye sight are slowly deteriorating? Grow the fuck up and look in the mirror, if you don’t like how you look then eat better. Don’t stop eating. If you think your body is ugly now wait until your hair starts falling out, your bones are showing through your skin, and your teeth fall out. Fucking kids. Read a goddamn book and get off the computer.