Here lies what’s left of Michael Juster,
A failure filled with bile and bluster.
Regard the scuttlebutt as true.
Feel free to dance; most others do.
I hear the yowling of the cats of war . . .
Oh no . . . wrong metaphor!
Since I’m a utilitarian,
I’ll eat the vegetarian.
None of this can be denied:
crabby, flabby, full of pride;
hypertensive, pensive, snide;
slowing, growing terrified.
If you want peace,
withdraw your geese.