The Song Of Daffodil Muchlip

there are dirty stains upon the sheets

and dead flowers on the floor

there is a king upon a godly throne

and lions in his den

there are dragonflys with wide wing spans

and horses that are lame

there are men and some are equal

while others just pretend

there is a song that froze upon the lips

of an aged irish maid

but she wrote down all the words for me

and they are with me till this day.

i haven't seen the marbled stairs

nor ate the fruits of gods

but i am just another man

and fuck all those who say i am not

so be wary all you little snots

when you consort with me

remember who the hell i am

and curse me silently.