And why, the little beetle asked
does all the sea life whale
where do all the birds go
and why do humans sail?
The goose looked down to him
and shook her head in thought
its always the same my little one
everything is for naught.
See all the things you question
fill your mind with wrinkled webs
encouraging you and losing time
till all the flow is dead;
so hear me when I say to you
you’ll have nothing left to worry
because I’ll make it all just go away
and eat you in a hurry.