Don’t bother me brother!
I’d get away rather
Than listen to mumbling and cough.
Your life’s mouseclicking
And looking for seeking
And seeing your honesty off.
Your boneless body
Is shameful and bawdy.
Your mind is a tail of a plug.
Don’t wonder what’s happening:
I can’t be your napkin –
Games over, I leave you, good luck!
My love and my fear
With those who dare
To catch the exchangeable chance –
One-touch application
Of one’s destination
And teaching the nation at once!