'36 Hudson in the garage All sorts of junk in the unattached spare room Dishes in the kitchen sink New straw for the old broom Friends who dont have a clue Well meaning teachers But down in your arms In your arms, I am a wild creature Floor two foot high with newspapers White carpet thick with pet hair Half eaten gallons of ice cream in the freezer Fresh fuel for the sodium flares I write down good reasons to freeze to death In my spiral ring notebook But in the long tresses of your hair I am a babbling brook