The Fat Ass Society held rallies
All across the continent. Meanwhile
Johnny and Betty worked on posters
For the Persistent Pimple Front long
Into the night. Bright red. Foreign support
Made it possible. Rival governments
In the far east sided with the pro-democracy
Protests until religious counter-protests
Brought several prime ministers to the table.
The president studied Islam as a boy
And realized completely crazy had political potential.
Disguised as smooth and buoyant, he knew
The truth was interlocking, never standing alone.
The ayatollah who was a commie was gold.
This could really work. The negotiations
Were best done out of sight. The public,
Left out, nevertheless had their opinions.
The Fat Ass Society assembled at dawn
And ran their riots as if they really meant it.
Pieces of automobiles were thrown.
Automobile sales increased, and last I checked,
Betty had left Johnny, even though Johnny
Had become leader of the Persistent Pimple Front,
Realizing she was a woman at last.
I had enjoyed being her son, growing up
Fishing in my own country but those
Verities were soon to be a thing of the past.