The Thing
Stuck still, were I
the moment I thought I just might die
The Thing stood 'fore my
bed. Reflective as a cat's were It's eye
I blew 't out, the candle ligh'
Then there 'twas, Oh, I thought my end was nigh
Just 'is arms was long as a rye
Could just barely see 'em in the dark of nigh'
The Thing were so quiet, thought I mights as well cry
In a single second, I
Thoughts of all the times I lie
And as I thoughts for that second or five,
The Thing, it's voice aring,
Spoke a single question, "Why?"
Why did I thinks I could lie,
And gets away with it, as cleared of sin, as a summers sky!
This 'twas surely what it meant by.
Why did I thinks I could die,
With ease and comfort in the arms of my wife,
As I thoughts of the ways this instance could go more awry,
The Thing slipped out my room, with not but a sigh
I couldn't look It in the eye.
the moment I thought I just might die
The Thing stood 'fore my
bed. Reflective as a cat's were It's eye
I blew 't out, the candle ligh'
Then there 'twas, Oh, I thought my end was nigh
Just 'is arms was long as a rye
Could just barely see 'em in the dark of nigh'
The Thing were so quiet, thought I mights as well cry
In a single second, I
Thoughts of all the times I lie
And as I thoughts for that second or five,
The Thing, it's voice aring,
Spoke a single question, "Why?"
Why did I thinks I could lie,
And gets away with it, as cleared of sin, as a summers sky!
This 'twas surely what it meant by.
Why did I thinks I could die,
With ease and comfort in the arms of my wife,
As I thoughts of the ways this instance could go more awry,
The Thing slipped out my room, with not but a sigh
I couldn't look It in the eye.
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But man is an ugly creature, that even when shown his wrongs, he persists. Until his final lie takes hold and squeezes life right from him.