Out of the mouths of babes

First comes the cough

as the whale emerging black on blue.

Then the croak,

the frog emerging from the watery underground.

Born of Chaos, the cosmic force.

The force that through the green fuse 

does rise asks not a gift divine, water and wine,

crumbs and burnt offerings!

Players sing with sinew'd strings,

wail and blow, purr, blast and soar.

Long-lived animal

au naturelle.