To Yan，the Muffin Man Unworthy of respect and other rewards You blame your deficiency on Hanzi So deprived of gift and so meager You seek refuge lower than gutter You lead your maggots to a cesspool Where refuse and filth rule In the unplumbable depth of shit You declare yourself the king of bull Your enchanted pool creature cheers As your voodoo “theory” makes foul splashes Under devouring darkness of ignorance Your vileness flourishes Full of bull it may be You are not a king of anything Utterly degraded, icky and sticky, though You are still one muffin Your cesspool finally dries, The world greets your overdue demise The shock of it will register Nowhere but where it will occur. - Inspired by JOHN UPDIKE’s Requiem