No, darling, don't tempt me
With your prosthesis
And shy cogentry
Sounds like driftwood
In the sea of plenty
Couldn't you stay
To be sure
Precarious
Oh, precarious
Nefarious few
They'll bury us
Precarious
Oh, precarious
Breathe out
Oh, honey
What stops you
Why so cold
And why the feet
In your shoes
Stop growing older
And counting cashews
You should stay
To be sure
Ventriloquists
Fourty ventriloquists
With supple wrists
Who couldn't say this
Ventriloquists
Fourty ventriloquists
Be strong
