I sing the body electric
I walk the forest primeval
I have a life eclectic
through times of great upheaval

Dogs of war upon the heel
Loosed to eat dogs of peace
Spin this wheel in a wheel
and let love's luck be released

Let the artful dodger pick
appalling practices of skill
and pilfer all he can of it
for just the very thrill

Here the grass is greener
Here the gardens grow
Even as the meals grow leaner
and the skies are filled with snow

(April 5th, 2018)