Chapter 22
Stormy Night Banter
SLEEPY NARRATOR, reiterating part of the story
Again, I see
their faces staring up
in dumb un-believability,
up towards that rare hole entrance place;
when, over their heads,
a hard-bottled sprinkler system lets
fall down a magnificent spray
that spreads out above their heads…
(The Narrator wakes up somewhat)
A bottle top is letting drop
a deluge - such a liquid swarm -
a magnificent liquid spray of warmish particles,
bound down inside the room
for joyful absorption
upon the Ladies waggly spongy tongues!
Their faces staring up at the hole…
The clunk of a bottle stuck head down, open…
ONLOOKER
Pouring its hots
in a wild unperturbed spray
all over the girls.
NARRATOR
Droplets covering the air above
and hanging down;
dropping for the taste of them all!
ONLOOKER, singing
They heard a clunk of a bottle turned
upside down with an open mouth-o
pouring hot bedeviling spray!
They heard the clunk of a huge bottle
of rum most full
stuck upside down with an open mouth-o!
NARRATOR
The bottle is mouth down
and all of its contents empty;
thus, the Ladies are all filled up
with what dropped down
in tinier parts.
ONLOOKER
A vitalizing liquid swarm
to create a girlish storm!
NARRATOR
Swarming liquid particles falling down:
a lowering spray
happily absorbed on feminine tongues.
ONLOOKER
A glorious falling spray
touches their feminine tongues
and makes them create together a maelstrom!
Chapter 23
They Couldn't Stay Fitting In Separately Anymore
NARRATOR
So, they were brought out of the mountain
by the Two Wives because, once inebriated
(by the rummy spray) and girly-massed together,
they couldn’t stay fitting in to the mountain separately
anymore and were at once removed -
a big jellied blob out of the house! - pouring out
like rum runnels, bunches, bags, Bobs, Rum-o-Bobs,
freaks, nuts, cakes, lava, bobs!
ONLOOKER
Like rummy ants!
NARRATOR
Now - the Ladies in the Mountain Club always
kept a certain order,
which has now gone to the rummy
(rum swelling, smelling) wind!
Chapter 24
What are the Ancient Horses to Us?
NARRATOR, about the Ladies Club
They worshiped an ideal Horse
on their walls.
He spoke truly and rode them.
LADIES CLUB SPEAKER
Worshippers of the ancient Horse arise!
(Horse portraits looking down from the walls)
We worship the ancient Horses!
They are talking to us!
They are taking us somewhere
but only in our minds.
Hooray, honor to our Horses!
They’ll ride us to the Kingdom come.
They’ll survive us.
Their strengths can be ours.
Their fortitude can be a rush:
it will ride us forward.
Their kingly looks can influence us.
They’ll ride us superbly.
They are most kindly.
NARRATOR
That’s the Ladies saying,
‘What are the ancient Horses to us?’
LADIES OF THE LADIES CLUB
So we’ve said…
that they talk and fly.
And that we know so much!
What if we all acted together?
What could that be? A powerful influence.
Thus, we are looking up to the Horses grand;
and they are supporting us here
in our endeavor to come together nicely,
and then, to be resolved of all plots.
LADIES CLUB SPEAKER
And, to stabilize together as a group:
not all separate women to be.
From the mountain we’ll come out
all as one strong force now,
inebriated by wine or some rum
to go down into the villages.
That’s all that I can say.
(Later, one of the Women shouts to the group
before they leave the mountain)
WOMAN
March correctly.
As we go out we can leave in order.
We will present ourselves
grand to see upon the hillside above the village.
(The Villagers look up and see the Women)
VILLAGERS
A group of women with funny faces!
Wet and stinking of rum,
they are proudly restraining themselves;
for such devilish impulses toward us
could be coming out from them, too;
and, so far, we aren’t affected.
NARRATOR
When, all of a sudden, with one ‘Woop!’
the women leave rank
to wildly descend, furiously,
upon these people.
Their logic has ended.
Are they acting independently again?
(End of Chapters 22 - 24)
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