Are you men?
Are you mine?
Are you Mormons ignoramuses?
Are you nobody?
Why are you not a Roman Catholick?
Are you now or have you ever been?
Are you part of me?
Are you part of the middle class?
Are you politically correct?
Are you ready?
Are you READY?
Arrrrrre you ready?
For what?
Ready for a thunderstorm?
Ready for a tornado?
Ready for the country?
Ready for the pandemic influenza?
Ready to thrive as a gay man at midlife?
Are you real?
Are you?
Really?
Are you running with me, Jesus?
Are you safe where you live?
Are you satisfied?
Are you she?
Are you somebody?
Are you still below?
Are you still my mother?
Still my family?
Are you sure, senior citizen?
Are you telling them?
Are you the Christ?
Are you there alone?
Are you there, Crocodile?
Are you tough enough?
Are you tough enough for the eighties?
Are you upgrading an underground storage tank system?
Are you using it right?
Are you who you say you are?
Are you wid it?
This poem is an objet trouve from the University of Chicago Library Catologue. They were not able to satisfy my search for the book which would, if not answer, at least make crucial distinctions concerning the question: Are you moral?
