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The Emperor of Ice-Cream

04/28/2026 14:58h
Highlight Actions Enable or disable annotations Call the roller of big cigars, The muscular one, and bid bid Command, order, direct him whip In kitchen cups concupiscent concupiscent Sensual, desirous curds. Let the wenches wenches Girls dawdle in such dress As they are used to wear, and let the boys Bring flowers in last month's newspapers. Let be be finale of seem. Let be be finale of seem. A possible literal paraphrase of this sentence might read “Let artifice and illusion give way to plain reality.” The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream. The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream. In the context of death, an echo of Hamlet's comment to Claudius: “Your worm is your only emperor for diet. We fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots.” (Hamlet, act 4, scene 3) Take from the dresser of deal deal Cheap pine or fir wood , Lacking the three glass knobs, that sheet On which she embroidered fantails fantails Birds with a fan-shaped tail once And spread it so as to cover her face. If her horny feet protrude, they come To show how cold she is, and dumb. Let the lamp affix its beam. The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.