| Lovers |
|---|
| My woods were safe till larger burden |
| Came in by flocks to fuck my certain |
| No gate, no gulley, no linen curtain |
| Can rid these pests and constant vermin |
| But how could I judge those I despise |
| When in the nest where my woods lie-- |
| I hear the voice as those outside |
| There is no world as fucked as mine |
