To taste no more
"I saw it! I saw it",
quoth the blind little boy.
"What did you see, dear?"
Asked his deaf mother.
"I saw an invisible pink unicorn!"
he exclaimed.
She screamed.
She sobbed.
"Oh no! What will she take
from us now?"
"Please, invisible pink unicorn.
Please. You've taken his site,
and you've taken my sound.
What more do you want?"
"Your taste," came the ethereal
reply, to the reader.
My . . . how tasteless this is.
