It is a guilty secret of modern psychology

It is a guilty secret of modern psychology that more is understood about the motivation of thirsty rats & hungry pecking pigeons as they press levers than is known about how poets

react when trapped in a maze with only institutionalised rats and pigeons for company. I recruited Maya Angelou for my psychological study & advertised for any lab animals who'd be

willing to listen without interrupting. Labs are quiet places. Maya Angelou could not be interrupted Under no circumstances would any lab rat squeak, or monkey chatter. The study

of her poetry was more important that anything. For, somewhere within the verses, her separate personality had hidden the secret that would bring Maya Angelou a singular power

in the annals of poetry. Her caged bird sang, and within its voice Maya became a Super Poet. On her words she found flight. Between her lines she became a messenger to the world.

But her message fell softly & did not alight the secret corners of the heart of this Baby Killer. Where some saw a gagoo gooing infant, Maya saw the hellfire & despair that was on

the killer baby's mind. Maya needed to send her waking self a message: Kill the Baby Killer. She hoped she wouldn't misinterpret the message carved into her skin. Peeling a lemon,

she suddenly understood it all. The cosmos opened up before her and she understood its secrets. She was one with the universe. This simple little lemon, with its message to kill,

cuddle, then clam up, had reached nirvana. this sweet, murderous littke lemon had a newfound zest for life. “Pucker up world,” it said, “it’s time for