Folly of the Beast
An original collaboration by Jiskastya + DotCom
Oh, the chase, it went on, 'twas a beautiful view!
As swift as the wind o'er the green mountain flew --
But the pedigree greyhounds, they didn't get far:
They came back and went home in their fine motor car.
And now to conclude and to finish my rhyme.
I hope you'll excuse me for wasting your time.
If there's any amongst you in Carrickmore Fair
Drink in jolly good health to the Creggan white hare!
- The Creggan White Hare, a traditional Irish folk song
Witness, too, all human beings, how...they will, at
the slightest alarm of fire, rush helter-skelter for the outlets,
crowding, trampling, jamming, and remorselessly dashing
each other to death...
For there is no folly of the beast of the earth
which is not infinitely outdone by the madness of men.
- Moby Dick; or, The Whale