I dug ten arthritis pains deep The cool earth's full worth sunk beneath And then. when old Midas gained sleep A pooled corpse pooled forth from its heath
And thus revealed the pungent mass Form of twig, thorn, vine, and berry Banana peels and rotting grass Slick earwigs, horned beetles merry
En mis jardines de brujos mandaba a los amigos:
Formicidae, Armadillidium, Gastropoda, and Annelida all Wake for the feast of the beasts by this call Take of your share where the least of you crawl