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    The Best of Archy and Mehitabel

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      got to be the fashion up there

      to feed beer to us cats

      i did not get a vulgar souse

      archy no lady gets a vulgar

      souse wotthehell i hope i am above

      all vulgarity but i did get a

      little bit lit up

      and francy did too we came

      down and got on top of the

      new morgue and sang and did

      dances there

      francy seems to see

      something attractive about

      morgues when he gets lit up

      the old morgue he says was

      a more romantic morgue but

      vandal hands have torn it down

      but wotthehell archy this one

      will do to dance on

      francy is showing me a side

      paris he says tourists don t often

      get a look at he has a little

      love nest down in the

      catacombs where

      he and i are living now

      he and i go down there

      and do the tango amongst the

      bones he is really a most

      entertaining and agreeable

      companion archy and he has some

      very quaint ideas he is busy now

      writing a poem about

      us two cats filled with beer

      dancing among the bones

      sometimes i think francy

      is a little morbid

      when i see these lovely old places

      that us aristocrats built archy

      in the hands of the bourgeois it

      makes me almost wild

      but i try to bear up i try

      to bear up i find agreeable

      companions and put a good face

      on it toujours gai that is my

      motto toujours gai

      francy is a little bit done up

      today he tried to steal a

      partridge out of a frying

      pan in a joint up on the butte

      we went back there for more beer

      after our party

      at the morgue

      and the cook beaned him with

      a bottle poor francy i

      should hate to lose him

      but something tells me i should

      not stay a widow long

      there is something in the air

      of paris archy

      that makes one young again

      there s more than one

      dance in the old dame yet

      and with these words she

      put her tail in the air and

      capered off down the alley

      i am afraid we shall never

      get mehitabel back to america

      archy

      the return of archy

      where have i been so long

      you ask me

      i have been going up

      and down like the devil

      seeking what i might devour

      i am hungry always hungry

      and in the end i shall

      eat everything

      all the world shall come at

      last to the multitudinous maws

      of insects

      a civilization perishes

      before the tireless teeth

      of little little germs

      ha ha i have thrown off the mask

      at last

      you thought i was only

      an archy

      but i am more than that

      i am anarchy

      where have i been you ask

      i have been organizing the insects

      organizing the ants the worms the wasps the bees for a revolt against mankind

      the ants the worms the wasps

      the bees the cockroaches

      the mosquitoes

      for a revolt against mankind

      i have declared war

      upon humanity

      i even i shall fling

      the mighty atom

      that splits a planet asunder

      i ride the microbe

      that crashes down olympus

      where have i been you ask me where

      i am jove and from my seat

      on the edge of a bowl of beef stew

      i launch the thunderous

      molecule

      that smites a cosmos into bits

      where have i been you ask

      but you had better ask

      who follows in my train

      there is an ant

      a desert ant a tamerlane

      who ate a pyramid in rage

      that he might get at and devour

      the mummies of six hundred

      kings who in remote

      antiquity had stepped upon

      and crushed ascendants of his

      my myrmidons

      are trivial things

      and they have always ruled

      the world

      and now they shall strike down mankind

      i shall show you how

      a solar system

      pivots on the nubbin

      of a flageolet bean

      i shall show you how a blood clot

      moving in a despot’s brain

      flung a hundred million men

      to death and disease

      and plunged a planet into woe

      for twice a hundred years

      we have the key

      to the fourth dimension

      for we know the little things

      that swim and swarm

      in protoplasm

      i can show you love and hate

      and the future

      dreaming side by side

      in a cell

      in the little cells where

      matter is so fine it merges

      into spirit

      you ask me where i have been

      but you had better

      ask me where i am

      and what

      i have been drinking

      exclamation point

      archy

      archy protests

      say comma boss comma capital

      i apostrophe m getting tired of

      being joshed about my

      punctuation period capital t followed by

      he idea seems to be

      that capital i apostrophe m

      ignorant where punctuation

      is concerned period capital n followed by

      o such thing semi

      colon the fact is that

      the mechanical exigencies of

      the case prevent my use of

      all the characters on the

      typewriter keyboard period

      capital i apostrophe m

      doing the best capital

      i can under difficulties semi colon

      and capital i apostrophe m

      grieved at the unkindness

      of the criticism period please

      consider that my name

      is signed in small

      caps period

      archy period

      CAPITALS AT LAST

      I THOUGHT THAT SOME HISTORIC DAY

      SHIFT KEYS WOULD LOCK IN SUCH A WAY

      THAT MY POETIC FEET WOULD FALL

      UPON EACH CLICKING CAPITAL

      AND NOW FROM KEY TO KEY I CLIMB

      TO WRITE MY GRATITUDE IN RHYME

      YOU LITTLE KNOW WITH WHAT DELIGHT

      CAPITALS AT LAST

      THROUGHOUT THE LONG AND LONELY NIGHT

      I’VE KICKED AND BUTTED (FOOT AND BEAN)

      AGAINST THE KEYS OF YOUR MACHINE

      TO TELL THE MOVING TALE OF ALL

      THAT TO A COCKROACH MAY BEFALL

      INDEED IF I COULD NOT HAVE HAD

      SUCH OCCUPATION I’D BE MAD

      AH FOR A SOUL LIKE MINE TO DWELL

      WITHIN A COCKROACH THAT IS HELL

      TO SCURRY FROM THE PLAYFUL CAT

      TO DODGE THE INSECT EATING RAT

      THE HUNGRY SPIDER TO EVADE

      THE MOUSE THAT %) ?)) ” ” ” $$$ ((gee boss

      what a jolt that cat mehitabel made

      a jump for me


      i got away but she unlocked the shift key

      it kicked me right into the

      mechanism where she

      couldn t reach me it

      was nearly the death of little

      archy that kick spurned me right

      out of parnassus back into

      the vers libre slums i lay

      in behind the wires for an hour after

      she left before i dared to get

      out and finish i hate

      cats say boss please lock the shift

      key tight some night

      i would like to tell the story of

      my life all in capital

      letters

      archy

      the stuff of literature

      thank your friends for me for

      all their good advice about how to

      work your typewriter but what i have

      always claimed is that manners and methods

      are no great matter compared

      with thoughts in poetry you cant hide

      gems of thought so they wont flash

      on the world on the other hand if you press

      agent poor stuff that wont make it live

      my ego will express itself in spite of

      all mechanical obstacles having something

      to say is the thing being sincere

      counts for more than forms of expression thanks

      for the doughnuts

      archy

      quote and only man is vile quote

      as a representative

      of the insect world

      i have often wondered

      on what man bases his claims

      to superiority

      everything he knows he has had

      to learn whereas we insects are born

      knowing everything we need to know

      for instance man had to invent

      airplanes before he could fly

      but if a fly cannot fly

      as soon as he is hatched

      his parents kick him out and disown him

      i should describe the human race

      as a strange species of bipeds

      who cannot run fast enough

      to collect the money

      which they owe themselves

      as far as government is concerned

      men after thousands of years practice

      are not as well organized socially

      as the average ant hill or beehive

      they cannot build dwellings

      as beautiful as a spiders web

      and i never saw a city

      full of men manage to be as happy

      as a congregation of mosquitoes

      who have discovered a fat man

      on a camping trip

      as far as personal beauty

      is concerned who ever saw

      man woman or child

      who could compete with a butterfly

      if you tell a dancer

      that she is a firefly

      she is complimented

      a musical composer

      is all puffed up with pride

      if he can catch the spirit

      of a summer night full of crickets

      man cannot even make war

      with the efficiency and generalship

      of an army of warrior ants

      and he has done little else

      but make war for centuries

      make war and wonder

      how he is going to pay for it

      man is a queer looking gink

      who uses what brains he has

      to get himself into trouble with

      and then blames it on the fates

      the only invention man ever made

      which we insects do not have

      is money and he gives up

      everything else to get money

      and then discovers that it is not worth

      what he gave up to get it

      in his envy he invents

      insect exterminators

      but in time every city he builds

      is eaten down by insects

      what i ask you is babylon now

      it is the habitation of fleas

      also nineveh and tyre

      humanitys culture consists

      in sitting down in circles

      and passing the word around

      about how darned smart humanity is

      i wish you would tell

      the furnace man at your house

      to put out some new brand

      of roach paste i do not get

      any kick any more out of the brand

      he has been using the last year

      formerly it pepped me up

      and stimulated me

      i have a strange tale about

      mehitabel to tell you

      more anon

      archy

      mehitabel s morals

      boss i got

      a message from

      mehitabel the cat

      the other day

      brought me by

      a cockroach

      she asks for our help

      it seems she is being

      held at ellis

      island while an

      investigation is made

      of her morals

      she left the country

      and now it looks as

      if she might not

      be able to get

      investigating her morals

      back in again

      she cannot see

      why they are

      investigating

      her morals she says

      wotthehellbill she says

      i never claimed

      i had any morals

      she has always regarded

      morals as an unnecessary

      complication in life

      her theory is

      that they take up room that might

      better be devoted to

      something more interesting

      live while you are alive

      she says and postpone

      morality to the hereafter

      everything in its place

      is my rule she says

      but i am liberal she

      says i do not give

      a damn how moral other

      people are i never try

      to interfere with them

      in fact i prefer them

      moral they furnish

      a background for my

      vivacity in the meantime

      it looks as if she

      would have to swim

      if she gets ashore and

      the water is cold

      archy

      cream de la cream

      well boss mehitabel the cat

      has turned up again after a long

      absence she declines

      to explain her movements but she

      drops out dark hints of a

      most melodramatic nature ups and downs

      archy she says always ups and downs

      that is what my life has

      been one day lapping

      up the cream de la cream and the

      next skirmishing for

      fish heads in an alley but

      toujours gai archy toujours gai no

      matter how the luck broke i have had a

      most romantic life archy talk

      about reincarnation and transmigration

      archy why i could tell you things of who

      i used to be archy that would make

      your eyes stick out like a snails one

      incarnation queening it with a tarara on

      my bean as cleopatra archy and

      the next being abducted as a poor

      working girl but toujours gai archy toujours

      gai and finally my soul has migrated to

      the body of a cat and not even a persian or

      a maltese at that but where have you been

      lately mehitabel i asked her never mind

      archy she says dont ask no questions

      and i will tell no lies all i

      got to say to keep away

    &nbs
    p; from the movies have you been in the

      movies mehitabel i asked her never mind

      archy she says never mind all i got to

      say is keep away from those

      movie camps theres some mighty

      nice people and animals connected with them

      and then again theres some that aint i

      say nothing against anybody archy i am

      used to ups and downs no matter

      how luck breaks its toujours gai

      with me all i got to say

      archy is that sometimes a cat

      comes along that is a perfect gentleman and

      then again some of the slickest furred ones

      aint if i was a cat that was the

      particular pet of a movie star archy and

      slept on a silk cushion and had

      white chinese rats especially

      imported for my meals i would try to live

      up to all that luxury and be a

      gentleman in word and deed mehitabel i said

      have you had another unfortunate romance i am

      making no complaint against any

      one archy she says wottell archy wottell even

      if the breaks is bad my motto is toujours gai

      but to slip out nights and sing and frolic

      under the moon with a lady and then cut her

      dead in the day time before your rich

      friends and see her batted out of a studio

      with a broom without raising a paw for her

      aint what i call being a

      gentleman archy and i am

      a lady archy and i know a gentleman when

      i meet one but wottell archy wottell toujours

      gai is the word never say die

      archy its the cheerful heart that wins all i

      got to say is that if i ever get that

      fluffy haired slob down on the

      water front when some of my gang

      is around he will wish he had

      watched his step i aint vindictive archy i

      dont hold grudges no lady does but i

      got friends archy that maybe would take it

      up for me theres a black cat with one ear

      sliced off lives down around old slip is a

      good pal of mine i wouldnt want to

      see trouble start archy no real lady

      wants a fight to start over her but

      sometimes she cant hold her friends back

      all i got to say is that boob with his silver

      bells around his neck better sidestep old slip

      well archy lets not talk any more about my troubles

      does the boss ever leave any pieces of sandwich

      in the waste paper basket any more honest

      archy i would will myself to a furrier for a

      pair of oysters i could even she says eat you

      archy she said it like a joke but there

      was a kind of a pondering look in her eyes

      so i just crawled into the inside of

      your typewriter behind the wires it

     


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