I found a strange man sleeping in my bed
He had the static creepiness I dread
Still alive but seeming to be dead
is this a dream that dwells inside my head
I should have dreams of Errol Flynn instead
Look where that damn garden path has led
Oh,God, the cat has come back to be fed
He eats frogs before they are quite dead
The Sermon on the Mount is still unread
There was noone in my marriage bed
There is something sinister unread
