All men die
He is a man
So Socrates dies
I don't care
Bambi is thunderthighs
I had a whale of a time
Up Clam Mountain
Being obscene
Under the swarms of flies
In the violent skies
Of the Holocene

They say the cockroaches
Hiding under your bath
Will run the world
But I don't care
When Bambi is my girl
Extravagantly
Wearing old sweat pants that smell of piss
Discussing a book by Jocelyn Brooke
Bambi
Kiss
Kiss

When her legs are splayed
The centre of the world is damp
And you can't control
Nat King Cole or Supertramp
There are many worse ways
To spend your days
Than let them pass
Argy-bargy with Otto Rank
In chemistry class
Or be the handsome man on the catamaran
With the eyes of glass
Who cares?
Bambi, all things must pass