Be the Best Saboteur You Can Be
“There’s a time when the operation of the machine becomes so odious, makes you so sick at heart that you can’t take part! You can’t even passively take part! And you’ve got to put your bodies upon the gears and upon the wheels, upon the levers, upon all the apparatus — and you’ve got to make it stop! And you’ve got to indicate to the people who run it, to the people who own it — that unless you’re free the machine will be prevented from working at all!”
Munching candy and cake,
For a day at the lake.
Who’s that coming down the hill?!
A mean cock-cock-Cockroach!
“Don’t you dare to approach!”
He roars, he rages:
And swallow you ALL
I’ll turn you all to succotash!”
Every bird and beast take flight!
From there he speaks his royal will:
Against the brute we’ll take a stand!”
Who this monster will overthrow,
To him I’ll give a juicy bone
And the finest pine cone!”
Surge forth and cry out loud:
With tooth and claw
We’ll lay him low!”
Birds, fish, fowl, and cattle.
And bellows: “SUCCOTASH!”
The enemy they don’t defeat!
Terrorized by the Roach’s mustache!
Come back! Come out and show your face!
Pin the enemy with your horns-
Bulls, rhinoceros, unicorns!”
And wails: “Horns aren’t cheap these days…”
And our skin is precious too-
What you ask we cannot do!”
And the elephants get caught in a ditch.
Is the flow of tears;
All that’s seen now
Is the trembling of their ears!
He’s now lord o’er wood and field.
He struts about among them,
Rubbing his tummy,
Looks at their young ones
And says: “How very yummy!”
Are in distress.
Their dear babes
They hug and caress:
Her baby tame or her baby wild?!
So that the monster could devour
Her precious crumb, her little flower!
As they bid their infants good-bye!
a flighty flying nimble creature-
A carefree Sparrow lands with a trill
right there on the Roach’s hill,
Fearing the mustachioed brute:
A little beetle you fear to approach.
Look! It’s a midge a mite,
A bug that can’t even bite!
What a shame!
What a shame!”
With slow pace and a worried face,
Muttering in an anxious way:
Your words will make him very mad,
He may think of something very bad!
Surprised by a sudden trill…
Peck, peck, peck-
Not a smidgen, not a speck!
All of him and his mustache!