Michael March: The Moron

As a child―living in New York―the world was a joke―especially moron

jokes:

Why did the moron cross the street―? Why―? To get to the other side.

Other―?―side―?―: whose side―?―which street―?―who was waiting―?

I’m afraid we’re still living with the same moron―the same bloodthirsty

golden egg.

Which came first―crime or punishment―?

I’m afraid―punishment―the crime of being born.

In the biblical sense―?―in the literal sense―?―in nonsense―?

The Festival theme is crime and punishment.

Our authors have their own tales.