Good night, sleep tight,
don't let the bed bugs bite;
With each word, they try to give you a fright,
and you, like a coward, didn't even fight.
at dawn, you become a knight:
at dusk, you hid behind your plight.
Oh, what good of a prey you are, sorrow!
let me settle down deep in you, deep as the marrow
I'll lacerate you layer by layer
go ask the soothsayer
about how you'll become greyer and greyer!
