old sootie and sweep

Plant the old when you’re wild

Then at least you’ve been a child

Patriarchs that chew the cud

Would never think of being so crude

Sins living are only hell

When you’re ever no’well

That lying son of a bitch

Is too quick for auld bones

Let us worship what we know

Reverently lays aside some dough

Lay aside Zion’s guide

Say it with a solemn air

Chant gawd it’s no-half fair

Priests like turning another page

And those of a certain age

Heaven has smote me with ire

Behold a body’s numbness and fire

Life remembered never tires

You used to be a hot head

That snake skin shed

You spy  a bitter tear

Your mouth a moonly sphere

Spoonfed bread and ruskaline

And many an ‘oh, dear’

Pompous strains of a life well lead

Leave that stuff to the already dead

Life from grandeur springs

Not from the rage of stinking things

Studied in the art of hell

The parent-pair hover like I’m no’ there

Mutter about undulated and infarct heart

Oh this is something vile

Dead tissue stuffed with tyrannical pride

An inspiration to those by your side

Let  life fall like copper and gold leaves

Working its magic on the breeze

Let this bed not be my part

Send me sootie and set me apart

From all this good cheer

And all you hold so queer