Brenda: My World, My Pain, My Joy.

I don't know what came over 'me' Today when I had a Mighty Tumble.

I had had my morning coffee, had done some sit ups and chins, and I had had my coco-pops. I went into the toilets when something 'CLOUDED' my judgement. My brain felt as light as a pebble skipping across a wintry pool, and I felt as if I was flying in a ring above a nest. I was soaring, high, not unlike a grand hawk, when I 'Fell down', landing directly under the sink in a small pond of water. I hit the right side of my head upon the floor, and I yelped!

It turns out that SOMEONE (CAROL!!!!) had left the taps running again. WHY I DO NOT KNOW. All I have left to show for it now is this great thumping green mark above my eyebrow, and a swollen lip.

But something happened right then, right as I was falling toward the floor under the "sink". I don't know what it is, but It was something profound, not unlike a profundity. For a moment, I felt like "I" was someone else, as if "I" was really "They" or "She" or "He" or even someone other than these three. Was someone trying to tell me something? An "Important Message"? Was I being made aware of a great something. A "Great Matter"?

Time will tell. It may be a million things. But I'm pretty sure it was something...

Love isn't easy when you're a prisoner
People won't believe you if you're a prisoner
Life can be so hard when you're a prisoner
So Lonesome and so Fragile when you're a prisoner
But Don't get that foot and Raise it Up
Don't tilt your heel in my direction
Don't you Dare stamp your boots above my head
Don't Step on Me until I've bled.
I've Bled.
I've Bled.
I've Bled.
Hag Ven Taal Sun Gooben Grot
Haji Can Waal Dun Lubben Stein
Dik bin Tik Hak UugenFreud
Schloss Jin Yacht lahst BuggenBrain.
Don't Trample on my Wooden Pipes
Don't hike up and down upon my face
My knees, they Please, they don't just 'Tease'
So why go on and make my bleed?
Don't step on me.
Don't step on Me.
Rig Tilben Me.

I, Brenda, swear here to day to never let a nother soul harm anyone close to me.
I, Brenda, will never be taken advantage of again.
Not by YOU, HER, OR ANYONE IN THIS WHOLE STINKING CESSPIT.
I, Brenda, will never again take all of that muckiness.

You, 'blub', you know who you are.

owWWWWWW I've been to the seaside,
I've walked along the Thames
I've listened to the wind blow
I've shown you my 'Best'
But nothing does it better
Nothing more 'Sublime'
than when I undo a little button
and show you what's mine
I will do a little growl,
And lick my randy paws
I will shuffle down my 'duffle'
and break our Human Laws
I said that nothing does it better
and I said I'd show you my 'Best'
So I'll do a little better
And BEAR YOU MY CHEST
BEAR YOU ME CHEST
BEAR
BEAR
BEAR
BEAR
BEAR YOU MY CHEST
BEAR
NOT BARE
BUT BEAR
BEAR
BEAR
BEAR YOU MY CHEST
Ruffle down me 'duffle'
AND BEAR YOU MY CHEST
Shuffle down me stuffle
AND BEAR YOU MY CHEST
Guffle up your muffle
AND BEAR YOU MY CHEST
Puffle up your Twattle
AND BEAR YOU MY CHEST
and then when it's Quiet
you'll hear in your ear
something scary behind you
something on the pier
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOWL!!!!!!!