Song of the Costoiliving
Taking it on percentage with Tennyson.
I come from hunger and from need:
I make a sudden sally;
I soar with an increasing speed;
I scamper up an alley.
I make a sudden sally;
I soar with an increasing speed;
I scamper up an alley.
Up, up I soar in eager flight
Beyond the wildest rumors,
Until I pass beyond the sight
Of ultimate consumers.
Beyond the wildest rumors,
Until I pass beyond the sight
Of ultimate consumers.
I chatter, chatter, as I fly,
Of ice and eggs and leather,
And what makes everything so high—
The middlemen? The weather?
Of ice and eggs and leather,
And what makes everything so high—
The middlemen? The weather?
Again I soar, and more and more,
Into the heights I cherish;
And chortle when a hundred score,
Who cannot see me, perish.
Into the heights I cherish;
And chortle when a hundred score,
Who cannot see me, perish.
I rise, I soar, I dip, I fly—
Descend to earth? Nay, never!
For men may live and men may die,
But I go up forever.
Descend to earth? Nay, never!
For men may live and men may die,
But I go up forever.