When the nurse came
To steal me from the nursery
The one thing I really noticed
Was the stitching of the hem
On her uniform and how the hem
Had been folded over double
With very little teeny tiny frays
Visible through the white fabric
And it was stitched and very starch
And the stitching was very, very precise
And that was the hem
And the man who raised me
Was the Greek god Hemmera

He walked by
And he was smiling
At the fact that all the people
Were standing around all at once
In this Elizabethan setting...

This is official:
I’m an official
In the Vatican army
I’m General Disturbance

Nobody suffers
Over squirrels
Like these dogs do