All Hallows (One for Peter, Two for Paul)

I sometimes think my life’s just a mistake.

What a botch God made of me!
That takes the soul-cake!

Feeling like a cop on the take—
last time I checked, my will was free—
so tell me whose mistake

it was I’m nothing but a tiny flake
of flint dropped in the boundless sea.
That takes the soul-cake!

And do I ever have amends to make!—
accused of death—so what’s my plea?
Sometimes I think my life’s just a mistake,

so with new programs to reform the snake
you know I always say that I agree.
That takes the soul-cake!

Hey, I’m working for the Lady of the Lake!
I’ll never grok my job, but it suits me!
How could I think my life’s just a mistake?
That takes the soul-cake!