Slithering snake, going up and down the river, building nests, rest stops,

Sensitivity, and the reactions of prey animals,

Restricting freedom, make room for the bunnies,

Geese and their territory,

You're too big,

If you falter, and the heaviness that you carry falls,

The babies would be crushed under the weight,

I'd rather mate, here, eat a crepe,

But if you seek to imprison me,

I would slit your throat without hesitation,

But alas, I can't beat your father,

He could make me powerless with a thought,

My knife at your throat, the beck and call of my father,

The knife would falter, fall to ground, harmless,

Even without him, guarding the sheep,

I’ve been educated, my reptilian blood knows to play it safe,

Even without him, I would avoid all this meat,

But alas I have to feed,

My footsteps echo out,

Fi figh fo fum,

Don’t make a peep,

Fuck, my voice changed,

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My horns are coming out,

The cock took his claws out,

Your father knows not to trust me,

But I’ll always be waiting, always good for a fucking,

I don’t think I have to be this way,

But the game must be played either way,

The fish must climb up the river,

Become dragons overnight,

The worms must become models,

I would fall for the bait,

Alas, I am just an animal,

Relax, its just fate,

There it is, the switch,

Its on, and I’ve fallen,

Time to love, kill, and conquer,

Time to taste the flowers,

This is Earth and I’ve fallen from power,

Its better this way, its simple,

Better than rotting at a temple,

Its summer and I must feed,

I wonder what he’ll take away from me,

Its started, I’m aging,

Soon, I won’t have enough to eat,

Maybe starve for eternity,

When I come back, I’ll come for you,

Dream girls, cream pies, a side of fries, and coke,

Snort it up, the party has begun,

Another trip around the sun,

I hope, by the end, I'm red and sore, on my knees, begging for more,

God, I love my father, teach me, love me, show me, let me eat the god seeds,

Life, it’s a roller coaster, fucks you and leaves you begging,

I don’t care anymore, I just want to eat more,

I love being poor,

Its okay, its healing, I won’t hurt you anymore,

But while I’m here, let me have a taste,

By the time winter is here, I’ll be back on the mountain,

It was hard work, to fall in,

To this abyss, please, let me just drink your piss,

Little Red Riding Hood, only fools know to follow her,

For the good boys and girls, they’re fed when its just right,

I don’t understand why people steal,

Unless they’re hot and sweaty,

In need of Bethany and hot step moms this Friday,

Might end up at a strip club,

I have all this energy, yet I’m poor, I’m collared,

Relax, daddy, I’ll be a good puppy,

I hope he loves me,

I wonder if he’ll have work for me,

Hopefully I pass the test,

Passed the thirty mark, what’s left,

Food and paradise, my own little heaven,

But reality echoed out to me,

That’s what I’m saying,

Something wicked this way comes,

I wonder how it will bite into me,

Will I end up at the bottom of the hierarchy,

The floor you step on, to get to the next song,

Will I be the good word speaker, the drug dealer,

Anyways, its boiling and bubbling,

The spell is forming,

Soon, we’ll be dancing,

Under the moonlight, the glow of the fire,

The beasts of the night, they howl, they fight,

Summer is here, its time to feast,

Summer is here, I hope it beats me into place,

What will the lesson be?

Who knows, maybe a night in Afghanistan,

Maybe a vampire, knocking, will you let him in?

Who knows what it will be,

For now its just a book of poems,

But by forty, it could be a dream come true,

Hunters prowling in the night,

Maybe the end is in sight.