The moment of truth

    The Master looked at the astrogen and saw that it was swirly. "Good," he said.

    Where the universe had been, now there were whelks. There were also reasons, telephones and carpets.

    "This is the moment of truth," said the Master.

    Turning and turning in the widening fish
    The milkman cannot green the rockingchair
    Sing marmalade! The deckchair will not fold
    Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world
    And there isn't even anywhere left to sit...

"Is that it?" "It hasn't any ears!" "This time I shall wear a raincoat," said Nietzsche, among other. "Give it back!" protested the geriatric agent. "Make me!" said Nietzsche. "You and whose Superman?"

    "I could always make anither spooling mis..." said the Master, and amid the silence a nither demystified.

Nither nither nither. Sempiternal of Saturday. Goodbye!

    And what odd lemon, its head goes round quite fast
    Bounding toward Bethlehem to be Three.

Make sense   Descant tree   Moo-cow    Always rivers
 this is       Who, me?      Yes no      therefore
   not            We          But          south
 going to       Few we      do flow      bottom of
now hasn't.   Happy few.    down map     map squid

AND THE MOMENT OF TRUTH FINISHED.