#159
Need a Job
Satan truly sifted me,
Late the other night:
I fell down in my bedroom,
And I wasn't even tight.
I bruised my foot upon a stand,
Banged my head severely.
My nerves are shot,
Everything hurts
Near twice as much as dearly.
#159
Need a Job
Satan truly sifted me,
Late the other night:
I fell down in my bedroom,
And I wasn't even tight.
I bruised my foot upon a stand,
Banged my head severely.
My nerves are shot,
Everything hurts
Near twice as much as dearly.
#153
Pain
It hurts to move my body,
Hurts to move my limbs:
I feel like a new-fangled martyr,
Subject to vile, Satanic wims.
#137
Bark Bark
Simon, known as "Little Pain,"
Barks up our trees, not all in vain;
His bark is like a double tap,
Two 38s: snap-snap, snap-snap,
In one ear, then in the other,
Disturbing as a little brother,
Till the squirrel falls to the ground,
Knocked down dead by the Dachshund sound.