I don’t know the time it stopped
Or where the fallen limbs laid down
But when I saw your mother there
I knew that smile was a frown.
It’s not that she’s just crazy cocked
Wanky in the best of light
Her bitter makes her beauty fade
And stirs the peaceful up to fight.
When she left we all laid down
And some of us were still alive
But when I think she might return
I hear rejoicing from her hive.