5212. DON'T DOUBT MAJESTY

DON'T DOUBT MAJESTY
Never press the lever that says pull,
and don't pull the one that says press.
That all seems so simple now : I note

they've painted the new kids' signs in a

Katzenjammer way along the broken,

starlit pavement waving me home. The 

leaves will look adorable when seen from 

home - while I'll have none and I'll be

alone. But why is a baby always the first

to quibble, or - for that matter - be

quibbled over? Like Thoreau, or maybe

Emerson, put it - watch how a baby

so quickly reduces adults to the very 

same state - all giggles, and coo's and

ah's. I'll never know why or how, but yes, 

it's a form of majesty too, all of its own.