The monsters hide behind the nightlight
I long for the daylight,
but escape through the skylight,
there's a slight ***** to the tiles and I slide
down, where down is
many miles but not as many miles as there are
monsters hiding.

Look at me mummy,
sliding over the starnbergersee,
Idiot!
that was Eliot.

I got mixed up in my sliding
gliding
watch those monsters hiding now.

Marie never knew me
neither did I but it never
helped
I rambled on,
it was summer and winter
was still far away.