There are two beasts
Grumble, grumble,
Rumble, rumble,
Hoot and bleat and blare
Shoot and scream and stare
Tarring up these petite lungs
Fouling up the abode
The beast of burden
And the bigger beast
The beast of hunger
Plot and plunder
My stretch of days
Swell and shatter
The peace of sustained self
Of slow certain depth
I do not wish to be enslaved
But clearly I see it is so
I am in a blackened well
The Ring cannot be forgotten!
I wish I'd never watched such films
Only Mummy's silly-sally ways
Can cart these broad black beasts
OUT WITH YOU, OFF YOU GO,
SO LONG, GOODBYE,
AU REVOIR and don't ever come here again!
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