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The china is in smithereensbefore our tea has even brewedbut it hardly matters.Minotaur is half bulland a little clumsybut bigger things have been shattered,
Sirens! The cry went round the shipas swift as if they'd sighted homeand every sailor felt the grip
When I was bornI was a familiar,a black cat, Satan’s favourite form.
Next life – I was in a roomyou couldn’t swing a cat in.Outside it was raining cats and dogs.
Come across the rainbow bridgeto Asgard, where the Norse gods live!