A Question for the Literati

I remember reading a poem in school that was a mashup of pop culture references, I'm guessing from the Beat era; sort of a precursor to things like R.E.M.'s "End of the World" or Billy Joel's "We Didn't Start the Fire." The only part I remember clearly are the last two lines:

Burn, baby, burn!
No deposit, no return.

Unfortunately, I'm blanking on the rest of the poem, or the poet. Anybody out there know what I'm thinking of?

-The Gneech

Happy Birthday, lance_foxx!

For your present, here's today's Forgotten English (© Jeffrey Kacirk):

ignify
To burn.

--Thomas Blount's Glossographia, 1656

Shrove Tuesday
derives its name from the ancient practice in the Church of Rome of confessing sins and being shrived, or shrove -- obtaining absolution -- on this day. ... When Shrove Tuesday dawned, the bells were set a-ringing, and everybody abandoned himself to amusement and good humour. All through the day there was a preparing and devouring of pancakes, as if some profoundly important religious principle were involved in it. The pancake and Shrove Tuesday are inextricably associated in the mind and old literature. Before the pancakes were eaten, there was always a great deal of contention among the eaters to see which could most adroitly toss them in the pan. Shakespeare makes his clown [Lavache] in All's Well That Ends Well speak of something being "as fit as a pancake for Shrove Tuesday." It will be recollected that the parishioners of The Vicar of Wakefield "religiously ate pancakes at Shrovetide."

--W. & R. Chambers' Book of Days, 1864

It's also Mardi Gras! *tosses beads around willy-nilly*

-The Gneech

No, Virginia, There Is No Primary

Ours is next week, after the decision's been made already. Don't go to the polling places, all you'll get is school security guards chasing you out!

-The Gneech