A Baby for Pree

Blistering Pree, all smiling and swollen

Makes babies to breathe

With their hearts hanging open

All over the sheets as soft as beets

In some brown dresser drawer

And with bees in her breath

And the rest of her ringing

They'll sting through her chest

With a force hard and beating

'Til wonderfully wet she will get

Until she's soaked inside her clothes

And there is no sorry to be sorry for

For a roll around the floor

Some afternoon, so sound and soft

It made her swallow all her sweat

With every bit of breath she coughs

And when the day it came to pour

All her babies all across the bathroom floor

She will be swimming in them all forevermore