14 July 2012
In the dead of night when you sleep Into your mouth beasties will creep
Some find their way there by mistake Some are looking to nest while you're not awake.
Into your nose and throat they will crawl While you snore through it all.
Do not fear do not fret you can't guess the ending I bet So read on, till the end, the best's to come yet.
Your body will fight and defend, bring about their sticky end The little creatures can't win, on this you depend.
Do not mope, your body can cope with all manner of stuff By morning they're excreted as bellybutton fluff.
Beastly Feast • Opuss № I