howl i scheme with people who
call them set deals fair -
an they filled with uncare?
they shlarp an evil stew.
howl i ever say hallo to
them who're eye sewn aware -
or they spew out despair,
an from any brains eschew?
.
i could thrive in outlash
an take my hammeren glee
to the lot of them whole!
but i'll just instead stash
meself away dark an flee -
find me mine faranquiet hole.



















