It feels so good to be alive in the world!—
because my body makes drugs that let me respond.
But, about that, mum’s the word.
I’m perching with my toes curled
around a twig. I’m a frog in a pond
who's feeling good, because they’re alive in the world!
I can stay here permanently, because I’ve unfurled
my frog-flag for a long contented ride.
But, about that, mum’s the word.
It’s hard and it’s hard, ain’t it hard,
to keep loving my tried and tempted life,
but it feels so good to be alive in the world!
old yokel reprobate, ruled
by dependence on their own dopamine jags.
But, about that, mum’s the word.
My life will never be justified,
but I’ll pull out my bowie knife
and whittle my keenest pleasure to be alive in the world.
But, about that, mum’s the word.
