Margaret Atwood - Fox/Fire Song lyrics

[Margaret Atwood - Fox/Fire Song lyrics]

Dear man with the accurate mafia
Eyes and dog sidekicks, I'm tired of you
The chase is no longer fun
The dispute for this territory
Of fences and hidden caverns
Will never be won, let's
Leave each other alone

I saw you as another god
I could play with in this
Maze of leaves and lovely blood
Performing hieroglyphs for you
With my teeth and agile feet
And dead hens harmless and jolly
As corpses in a detective story

But you were serious
You wore gloves and plodded
You saw me as vermin, a crook in a fur visor
The fate you aim at me
Is not light literature



O you misunderstand, a game is not a law
This dance is not a whim
This kill is not a rival
I crackle through your pastures
I make no profit like the sun
I burn and burn, this tongue
Licks through your body also

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