Bez on Nostr: I don't have goblins nibbling on my toes. I don't have vampires biting on my throat. ...

I don't have goblins nibbling on my toes.
I don't have vampires biting on my throat.
I don't have phantoms haunting me at shows.
And (as an aside) I would not like a goat.

I simply would not enjoy the responsibility.
I mean, my room is barely big enough for me.
I wouldn't know what to give the goat for tea.
So please do not give a goat to me.

Speaking of which, I don't want a cow or chicken.
There are SO MANY things I don't want to be given.
I'd feel like they'd have to go wherever I went.
So please do NOT ever give me an elephant.

I mean, sure, it'd be nice to have an elephant friend.
But friendship, I feel, is where our relationship should end.
I cannot provide housing, nor the food, nor the care
I mean frankly sometimes I struggle with my own underwear!

I don't have snipers with their sights aimed at me.
(As far as I know, of course - this could be my reality.)
I don't have drummers drumming when I'm trying to sleep.
I don't have dangerous rooftops over which I must leap.

I'm not on the run from the law - there's no warrant for my arrest.
I'm happy with this situation. I think it's for the best.
I don't have a crazy stalker trying to give me hundreds of birds
Over the twelve days of christmas - that would be absurd!

I don't always get what I want, and sometimes get what I don't.
But if I get asked to accept, sometimes I just won't.
No thank you goblins, or vampires, or phantoms or goat.
And I guess that brings me to the end of this note.

#Bezpoem