Daniel Borzutzky, Arbitrary Tales, Excerpt.
When the brutal ruffian stepped into the town square, he was beaten by another brutal ruffian, who in turn was beaten by another brutal ruffian, who sang, "My lord is a brutal ruffian. And I am but a single organism who is beaten by brutal ruffians." The brutal ruffian was then beaten by another brutal ruffian, who sang, "My lord is a brutal ruffian. My lord is a big, brutal ruffian and his Godmen are bigger than your Godmen." The brutal ruffian was beaten by another brutal ruffian, who, after beating the brutal ruffian, fell to his hands and knees and sang, "My lord is a big, brutal ruffian. He is my big, brutal ruffian. I will love him always and give him crops. How I love my brutal ruffian." The brutal ruffian was surrounded by a group of brutal ruffians. "Beat me," he cried. And the brutal ruffians beat him, only to be beaten by a group of other brutal ruffians from the east, who sang, "My lord is the biggest, most brutal ruffian. We love him. We are his Godmen and we are bigger and more brutal than your Godmen."