But a Poem

Well, it's quite the task you've put yourself up to

Now what are you gonna do?

Bit off a fair amount more than you could really chew

Choking up, turning blue

A lot of people still think that we're alone, and the dog's been chasing bones

Let's knock the kings off their thrones, to find a place we'd call our home

Not a wasteland but a poem

But a poem

But a poem