I have a dog with yellow fangs
That lives inside my chest.
And when he sleeps, you'd never know
That I was so possessed.

My voice moves soft as any voice
Within a modest range.
But when he snarls, I hear a voice
That's terrible and strange.

And when his eyes shine out of mine
He makes my face his own.
I dare not look into a glass
Lest I be turned to stone.

I cannot kill this evil thing
That poisons all my life,
He lies so close against my heart
I dare not use the knife.

von Malvina Reynolds.

zu ihr 2mal mehr hier und da.


...Malvina Reynolds died at the age of 77 on march 17, 1978, with gigs on her calendar.