My heart no longer knows a feel
My soul bemoans our abominable deal.
I'd always thought you were different
Till the day I knew you weren't heaven's sent.
You are like a bin-bag, super fetid;
A cocotte,reeking of ill-habit.
Have you no shame, you mal-brained fellow?
I wish I had, all this while, been all solo.
......
By moonlight when the moon shone with all her majesty,
My ancestors told us the story of the Tiger,
Which crouched at every rumble of the jungle-thunder,
Either out of fright or from bravery;
Tiger, male and ferocious,
With wicked fangs,
Tiger which breathed fire upon the foliage that shielded
Our village from the rage of the sun,
Which raped lady antelopes with utter contempt,
Which dined lavishly on forest flesh
......
By moonlight when the moon shone with all her majesty,
My ancestors told us the story of the Tiger,
Which crouched at every rumble of the jungle-thunder,
Either out of fright or from bravery;
Tiger, male and ferocious,
With wicked fangs,
Tiger which breathed fire upon the foliage that shielded
Our village from the rage of the sun,
Which raped lady antelopes with utter contempt,
Which dined lavishly on forest flesh
......
My heart no longer knows a feel
My soul bemoans our abominable deal.
I'd always thought you were different
Till the day I knew you weren't heaven's sent.
You are like a bin-bag, super fetid;
A cocotte,reeking of ill-habit.
Have you no shame, you mal-brained fellow?
I wish I had, all this while, been all solo.
......