Guelah Papyrus — Phish

Aboard a craft bereft of oar I rowed upstream to find lenore Abducted by a bandit or A king from some forgotten war

And mindful of his larval craze The rhinotropic micro-gaze Ignored it and to my amazement Rode to paris in twelve days

This is the work of the guelah papyrus Stranded for a moment on the ocean of osyrus Absorbing all she can for every member of her clan Expanding exponentially like some recursive virus

She take me on, i never fail To ride on the redundant rail 'cause when i know she's switched a track There's always one to take me back

And through the bedroom door intrude A fretful frown and spoil the mood 'cause though i never really stand that tall She tilt my frame, she watch me fall

Guelah (The Fly)

So maybe i could be a fly And feed arachnid as i die And view the ritual from within The silken tunnel that they spin

And through the bedroom door intrude A fretful frown and spoil the mood 'cause though i never really stand that tall She tilt my frame, she watch me fall