Beautiful Children

3/29/24

Beautiful Children, don’t stand too tall.
There’s a clause with a finger, and he wants you.
All the daisies want to see your entrails
spread crosswise around the globe,
and your parents only love you
to see you off.
(No, no) Beautiful Children, go —
go away to a land that deserves you,
where fingers reach to other fingers
and there is no loss of life.