"Good morning, it's 3 a.m. in this great
roaring city full of garbage eaters ravaging
parking spots beneath my Plaza window...I see
cheetah in their tight skins and tired heels,
all-night hippo in the diner, crossing the street,
swarthy herds of young impala, flambastic gibbon,
even a struggling monza, and over there that
brilliant head ornament on that japanese
macaque...but look closely at the hammerhead hand
in hand with the mandrill; it's a sight you're
unlikely to see anywhere else on the planet"
"The stench and the noise, yes, yes...the
howlers' resonating repertoire is not too bad when
mixed with the more musical twern of the tropical
warbler, but the impatient taxi blare, the
squawking elderly ibis, and the glass-eye snapper
hawking papers I can certainly live without...also
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social droppings of the fruit bat and purple queen
fish...and who's that babbler conversing with a
magazine stand?...evidently he's getting a good
reply..." Arrive in Neurotica through neon
heat disease I swear at the swarming herds I sweat
the foul terrain I rove the moving scenery I have
no fin, no wing, no stinger, no claw, no
camouflage I have no more to say "Say, isn't
that an elephant fish on the corner over there?
Look at that bush baby, mud puppy, noolbenger,
rhinoderma, marmoset, spring peeper, shingleback
skink, siren, skate, starling, sun-gazer,
spoonbill, and suckers, they seem to be
everywhere! well, it's a live revue...random
animal parts, now playing nightly right here in
Neurotica...so long!"