I caught my muse at work in the night
Crawling the millepedes we’ve had of late.
It was a pair of them, the phrases, a joke:
All else being Deutsches gleich,
Is a Faustian bargain the same
As a Prostian one?
They sped back baldly to my unconscious
As I got up to attend my bladder,
As my partner asked me
What was the matter.