Again my pillow is full of tears,
I'm getting into your heartless traps
Again I cannot believe my ears
When hear of justice that never naps.
I go blue when I hear these sounds
It maybe words that to me relate.
And when you shout "Release the hounds!"
I think to run is already late.
I don't depend on the commons' crowd
You know I'll always be by your side
I thought I am only friend to proud
But do you know what I feel inside?
*"Release the hounds" - one of the favorite frases of Mr. Burns, the Simpsons cartoon character. And the poem is one of mine dedicated to relationship between him and his assistant, Waylon Smithers. Yes, it's fan fiction a bit)