Fireball

Trip Shakespeare


Here is a fireball for you.
I hope you see it when you die.
Are you pleased? Are you sure?
I've been acquainted with your kind.

When will you abandon me?
The fire-head is at my door.
Are you pleased? Are you sure?
Well, I've been acquainted with your kind,
And you're getting sleepy before your time.

I hope you see it when you die.


Autor(es): Trip Shakespeare