LIII Free Love
I beleaf in free fights, espeshila amung cats and doggs.
I beleaf in free rides—on a gate.
I beleaf in freedum for evry slave on arth.
But free love iz one ov them kinds ov fredum, that it don’t do tew be limber with.
If this world was the gardin ov Edin, and full ov Adam and Eve, az they was when they was fust launched, then i kan imagine it might do for sum other Adam to hold mi Eve on his lap, and talk about his affinitee, and spiritoal essence, and play lamb.
In them daze, thare want no humin natur, it was all God natur.
Humin natur has bin soaked so mutch sinse, it has got tew weak tew be trusted in a lot whare the feed iz poor, nex tew a meddo, without mutch fence between nor enny poke on.
Free love wants more poke than enny other animal.
I don’t believe in total depravity—unless a man has a good chance.
Free love iz a good deal like drinking 6 shilling gin for a bevridge. Bevridge iz a Chinese word, and means cussidness.
Aul the free love i hav witnessed thus far, has existed between a villainous letcher on one side, and lunatick virtue on the other side, that had bin deoderized out ov its truth, and had lost aul ov its modesty, and shame, in hunting after a condishun, whare sin ceazed tew be a crime.
The fust free lover we hav enny akount ov, was the devil.