Fiend in a Cloud

My mother groaned

My father wept

Into the dangerous world, I leapt

World, I leapt



Helpless and naked

Piping loud

Like a fiend hid in a cloud

In a cloud



Struggling in my father's hand

Fighting against my swaddling bands

And bound and weary I thought best

To sulk upon my mother's breast



Struggling in my father's hand

Fighting against my swaddling bands

And bound and weary I thought best

To sulk upon my mother's breast