"Wine and cake for gentlemen, hay and corn for horses
A cup of ale for good old wives, and kisses for the lasses"

I'm sick of keen eyed
Teens keying car doors
In the middle of the night
They won't believe their
Donning dangling
Carrot cams
Youngsters today
Are not prepared
To buy plants
Or collect stamps
They won't believe they're
Wearing
Lead-lined pants
Pants
Pants
Pants
Keeping them inert
Like just a carrot
Can't
Can't
Can't
Can't
Aging in the space
Between two magnets
Face to face