Molten Vole

Strap the pumps to a plump cow's teats
Congratulations you now have cheese
That will improve your
Mood when you feel blue

Making lots and lots of friends
Who'll all meet their bitter ends
Every decision
Is insignificant

Take your time to smell the flowers
As they are burning
Princes hoard riches
Ever yearning

What a haven
I just can't get too much
Of the ravens
Throwing up

When you are older what will you be?
I would like to manufacture cheese
Carve on my grave stone
Not one of our own