Aardvarks and Aasvogels

The very same bed where my toy cars were kept
With Danny the Defending bear
I sat cross-legged, cornered by the letter A
I ate no ants, but you scoured your account
Bare pickings for a coat, I leapt

Paper to air. Matches struck there.
I hated that coat
Why did you not ask?
Those pickings will rot unaware

You are there.
I burn and I burn
Fanning it out with my coat.
I see you aware
No power is here
And so the beatings began

Again, I pulled to my curl
As I hid my head down
And let all your anger rain down
And then at the end
Acceptance again
That nothing was changed anyhow

And back to the bed
The A's are still there
With Danny the Defending Bear
Aardvarks and Aasvogels
Aasvogels Aardvarks
These friends will always be there.