The mother the monster the magnificent fish
I sought you I caught you I made you a dish
Dipped into cool waters and emerged as a man
Brought you to slaughter and fried in the pan
We battled for days but I knew where you lived
I saddled my instincts and I’d never forgive
As soon as we met I knew you were mine
So was my merit, that Sabbath we dined
As you roasted over those flames
I thought to myself, “Oh nature, I’ve tamed”
Primitively I slaved over a fire
Recognizing I can’t slake my desires
But at least if I catch one by the tail
Your precious roe will fail to prevail
And so it was in that running stream
I conquered a beast born of dreams
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