Ball Lightning & other rarities

Bound for ether

He told her to kill them by breaking their necks,

All her white mice, bound for ether.

So she wrote in her notebook the numbers and figures,

All her white lies, bound in leather.

Then she told him she killed them by breaking their necks,

All her white mice, drowned in ether.

But she stole them away and kept them in bed,

All her white mice, cuddled beneath her.