A path, a lane, a street
Can suddenly snap its teeth
On lazy days perhaps
Wide array of these partake;
Stretch to catch golden rays
Make merry and let the body sway
As well adore amazing panorama
Caution Miss, keep those feet firmly on earth
Else night the Devil might overtake
Each chap is apt to be Dracula
Your chastity coolly he’ll devour
If your walls be thin he’ll break in
So make you swear for existence’s sake
To act smart by staying silent
Back at his lair he smilingly tallies
Then makes morning rounds
Telling about this latest one…
See brothers are beasts of the forest
Hardly particles of feeling register
Yelling at a mount returns echoes
Now we know why mothers hum
And attribute tears to stove smoke
What use are interviews’ witnesses?