This is a very black fantasy and
it's going to go on : Black Forest
cake making Black Forest dentistry
and all the Grimm things in between.
This yellow man makes castles disappear.
The lady in the witch hat can ride the
moon to another oblivion. Wherever
you take me, I guess there I will be.
The wolf never eats grandma again.
I am lost in the ash-heap of time. Moaning
for meaning, a balm for the lamb. The
cyclotron is soon to be turned off. Let's
look around while we still have the chance.
Bring me love on the belly of Clytemnestra.
I am leering while I see you are only reeling.
How can this be at all?