Soft spoken useless friend I am
Stupid quiet bird
Hot and hardened as
Near Summer heat
The coroner is coming

Poor dead boy, She had never loved him
She had never loved him
Poor dead boy, Her love a whim
Her love went on as a whim

Soft subtle licking lips, she is
Stupid pause and funny woes
Cleo Patra sporting shoes
Cellophane hearts bring *******
Lust of laughter to forge
Whistlebees dance around an answer
Like follicles on molding porridge
Like on ***-slave rabbits
Drinking powdered juice
And those two **** the poor boy
A second time where he can no longer
Take pretty pictures of where he had wandered
Eaten by the photographer's endeavour