There was a young man of Cape Horn,
Who wished that he’d never been born;
     And he wouldn’t have been,
     If his father had seen
That the end of the rubber was torn.

(Possibly by Swinburne)

Proxi-Performative Post-Scriptum

The toxic title of this para-poetic post (incorporating key archaic adjective “lorn”, meaning “desolate, forsaken”) is a radical reference to core Lady Gaga single “Born This Way” (which, to the best of my recollection, I haven’t heard but have heard of…). I originally intended to call the post “Torn This Way”, but decided that this adversely and anticlimactically anticipated the punchline of the limerick.