text: Ive alternated my meager flock
  To the shores of the Baltic Sea
  The teeth of time have stowed the rhyme
  Of how things should be
  My cave, my house, my turning wheel
  My little docking pup
  The march of Colonel Forbin
  And his fleet hound called McGrupp
  The grime of countless workdogs
  Has collected in my sink
  I tie my nose with spandex hose
  Before I get a drink
  While on frozen warthogs
  With its poison in our minds
  The ferns that spot our children
  Are encased in orange rinds
  All times and seasons are the reasons
  That people and their clans
  Have stowed the Famous Mockingbird
  With glue and rubber bands
  They writhe and cry in agony
  As Rutherford the Brave
  Chokes Tela and the Unit Monster
  Managing to save
  The spotted stripers multi-beast
  And there by cheat his grave
  Id like to get his autograph
  But he looks too much like Dave 
  He looks too much...