It was a long and boring winter afternoon, I found
The sunlight seeped in through the broken windowpane, the ground
Was sparkling; Lying on the floor, a sleepy fly began to snoreAnd softly, slowly, somewhere near,
An insect whispered in my ear
And told me things that made me blush
The chocolate fudge-cake gooey mush
The chocolate fudge-cake gooey mush
That gets me warm and fuzzy, I
Began to smile, began to sigh
Began to dream of rainbows and
The moonlight walks where, hand-in-hand
We'd giggle, kiss, and cootchie-coo
We'd do the things you'd want to do
If you were there with her; and she
Then crept beside me lovingly,
And kissed me on my cheek - I sighed
(I swear I think I nearly died)
But then her dad flew by my nose
He looked at me with one of those
Compound eyes he had, he frowned
And I lay writhing on the ground.
Since looks can kill, I guess I'm dead;
He looked at me, and frowned and said,
"BUZZBUZZ BUZZ!!!" I gasped, I shrieked
I yelled, I jumped, I froke, I freaked.
No honourable mammal would
Take this lying down: I stood.
I looked him in the nose, I frowned,
I bared my teeth, I turned around
I brought the kitchen knife, I stabbed
Erratically, her father grabbed
Me by my nose-hair, and he yanked;
He punched, he pounded, and he spanked
Me. And my darling, standing there
Upon the windowsill, her hair
Unkempt, her lace untied, her eyes
Were filled with tears (oh, when she cries,
Or cried – ‘cos filled with grief and woe
She slit her wrists, she stubbed her toe,
She hung herself, she stabbed her heart
She leaped before a bullock-cart
She broke her neck, she hacked her head –
I guess I’ve told you that she’s dead,
I don’t know how she died, but she
Clearly meant a lot to me.
I think I’ll go and go and cry.
But then again, I don’t know why).
Why is everything so still? So silent, still, the windowsill
Is gleaming, and my bed's so clean -
The pillows blue, the bedsheet green,
The pillow's green, the bedsheet's blue
And since I've nothing else to do
I look into the mirror and
I see myself, I wave my hand,
I wave my hand as well, I smile
I sit there smiling for a while
Then something happens, something clicks:
Reflection plays such dirty tricks -
The glass begins to sparkle, then
I see me smiling back, and when
I watch me watch me watch me see
Myself, I watch so carefully
I peer, I stare, I leer, I glare
I see me see me sitting there
But where is there? And where am I?
And who is who, and which is why
I look right back - I look to see
Me staring back quite pointlessly.
I'm quite confused, I can't make out
Exactly where I am, I doubt
I'm confident enough to state
Exactly which am I - I wait
I sit, and yawn, and roll my eyes
And then I take me by surprise:
I bang the mirror ‘gainst my head
And watch the bright and white and red
Shards of glass fall down with me
And everything’s been sorted, see?
And everything is as before
The mirror stands there by the door
And everything is as before
And I lie shattered on the floor.
I sit, and yawn, and roll my eyes
And then I take me by surprise:
I bang the mirror ‘gainst my head
And watch the bright and white and red
Shards of glass fall down with me
And everything’s been sorted, see?
And everything is as before
The mirror stands there by the door
And everything is as before
And I lie shattered on the floor.