Bang bang bang went the gunpowder

Everything is sad now

apart from the happy things

so I guess we can concentrate on those.

It will all be over soon, a nun tells me,

every day when I sit on the same bench

by a river.

I used to feed bread to ducks

until I read an article about how

you shouldn’t feed bread to ducks

so I eat the bread myself now

but there are articles about I

shouldn’t eat bread either

but I’m only here for a nice time.

Please look at me when I tell you

everything will be okay

please understand, you can talk

if you need to.

We are feeding sour sweets to swans

on the river, by a bridge,

on a beautiful sunny day.

We thought it would be funny

when they tasted the Tangfastics

but they just swallowed them straight down

like it’s what was expected of them.