As often as Newton attempted to play off of the Ginsberg classic "Howl,"
he was not very often successful. Until now, nothing longer than the
fragmentary attempts previously published in this journal were known.
Recent research into old files in the Newton family home (old filing
cabinets, specifically, whose fascinating contents could be cause for
analysis - perhaps comprising an entire book) has unearthed a much more
fully developed take on the aforementioned beat poem.
We present it here in its entirety, as written (or as closely as Newton's
often problematic handwriting will allow). "Bu'gly," after
much research into obscure slang, has been discovered to be a compaction
of the phrase "butt-ugly," the third most ugly thing there
could be, with "fu'gly," a compaction of "fucking ugly"
being the penultimate in ugliness, and ultimate ugliness being deemed
"fu'bu'gly," a compaction of "fucking butt-ugly."
Special thanks to "Bubs" and "Chee-to" at the Fluid
Flipper Arcade for their linguistic assistance.
- E.W. Wilder