When I massacre the language, its art.

'A DESPERATE CRY FOR HELP'
A pome
by Vince Wong.

You can...

Save the whales.
Save the dolphins.
Save the trees.
Save the planet.

and don't forget
while you're at it,
to save the turtles.

( "Save all this
and at last
you will be saving
your own ass." )*

You can -

Save time.
Save water
Save money.
Save electricity
Save your breath.

Save a piece of pecan pie for me.

Yeppity. You can!

Save the yaks.
Save the squids.
Save the llamas.
(its good karma)
and if you have time left
You can save all the chickens.
(we need the eggs)

But, wait, that's not all!
There's more!
You can Save The Day!

You can save a goal -
and if you can take it, save _it_!
(that's right, tell off the cursed goalie
tell him to shave off that blessed goatie
You could camp overnight in it!
You could lose a chihuahua in it!)

You can save Cinderella
from her evil stepmother
But first make sure that she
can get along with
your own very critical mother!
"Glass slippers are so very lian."
She must now come back home before ten.

You can save Olive,
from 'Et tu, Brutus!?'
If Popeye should make the mistake
of eating cabbage instead of spinach
and then, while rushing to her aid, fall
thus inspiring the warning:
"No Running With Scissors Salad!"

I grant you the power, yes!
you can save Lois Lane
from Superman's only likely manly shame
perhaps Clark Kent had ever once lost his nerve
And decided that he could never really confess
his undying love for her, or worse!
if he had the hots instead for that handsome young hunk in 'The Crying Game' !

Phew! Save all that first and all at last
You will be saving your very own skinny ass.

And if you do,
Be my hero.

Save me.

You can.