i choose to not be frightened by the way the story goes,
even though the wolf may eat that little girl.

i choose to leave the pain behind, coz everybody knows
that pain will see you punished in the next world.

my get-up-and-go got up and went,
came back and told me he had spent
my money on a permanent vacation.
he told me he'd popped back to say
that he would not pop back again.
i grinned, and slapped his face (to break the tension).

i have a fear of falling.