Yonder stands Little Maggie's orphan;
Hey, LMO, where you goin' with that gun in your hand?
I can't shoot it any more;
Gettin' dark, too dark to see
The face on the barroom/cutting room/killing floor.

Catch you on the flip this house,
Or,
Is free association really possible if you don't belong to a union
    and aren't on ether?

Egg Fu, Nash and Jung