jump

 Killern, Killern

Strange in remembering the numb

Bum of ttack

From boredom

And reverie

The dream of Gerontius

And the father of flea

Or was it flee, jump fly

Escape

Take the leap of faith

Even you yes you

Could be the next winner of

The exclusive tape

Wound about the ears of priests who listen

Dogs who don't

Frozen Christenings 

And bottle neck births

Too tight

To know

Their ass from their elbow