He
Stands
Towering over me
Beside my bed
Losing his head
Tells Me
I must take him
Seriously
Droning on
The usual way
He’s such a
Clever guy
And I wonder
Should I laugh or cry
He’s
Dressed
In the striped pyjamas.
That I bought
Trousers too short
Gives Me
Of his small philosophy
Carries on
The way he does
And me
I get so tired
And I wonder
Should I laugh or cry
High and mighty
His banner flies
A fool’s pride
In his eyes
Standin’ there on
His toes to grow in size
All I see is
A big balloon
Halfway up to the moon
He’s wrapped up
In the warm and safe cocoon
Of an eternal lie
So should I laugh or cry
Strange
How
Dangerously indifferent
I have grown
Cold as a stone
No more
Pain where there
Was pain before
Far away
He rambles on
I feel my throat go dry
And I wonder
Should I laugh or cry
High and mighty
His banner flies
A fool’s pride
In his eyes
Standin’ there on
His toes to grow in size
All I see is A big balloon
Halfway up to the moon
He’s wrapped up
In the warm and safe cocoon
Of an eternal lie
So should I laugh or cry