21ST. C. GADGET
BY H.E. MANTEL I JUNE 25, 2009

Hear Ye! Hear Ye!, Yes
You!, who go a I-plodding
& Mexttessaging

along, do dah, due
die Day? Now we have, heah
an apparatus

of an infinite
Virtuosity, an' so
simple, in Nature

why your abnorman
Cousins' howl in haute astounde:
Spatial-Interface

Mechanism-(of)-
Permutated-Loquacious-
Engagement:  SIMPLE!

To wit: THE LAUGH BOX!
"Ha!," you say!? Indeed, in-deed!
The 3x3 desked

Cube; the fobbed Sillynde 
for tee-hee/titter/giggles/
chortle/chuckles/ginze...

You're programmed, prime for
this - don'tcha' hear! - to hear your
ol' taboole-guffaw

from the Cube, Sillynde
made of tickle 'n smile 'an
your laughination

inclination prime,
sublimination of the 
Divine...paean/Momus-

grin/cacklone/convulse/
Jubilation T. Cornpone!
YOWHEEOWHEEOW!

So, friedbrainsinaye-
tuneosity, nay - what'ya'
got to lose, gidd the

Blues, tooth?  Yaks's out-
of-season, Yuks sans reason, 
'cause 'n'fect, Y'll big- 

roll'ck, bursteeburstin'
ya follicles to the roots
kickin' yer boots to

Nevaeh, back 'n 
forth-right? And yea tho' ye might
be strollin' near'st the

Big Vallet, Cousin
Hear Ye!, Hear Ye!, Solemn Ale-
Chem  this, or T.V?

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