LET me dream before I look
let me kill before I hook
let me scream before I cook
(--got no home to call my nook--
may I save you with My Book?)
WELCOME to my lonely cauldron
tasty broth-bath nearing boil
sitting on your very fire
e'er on edge of sinking soil...
SAVE ME-- save me to the sere, & fallen
like the yellow leaf is calling
--let me pull before we stroke...