Placid creature standing in your dune fieldPlacid creature standing in your dune fieldWith one more day of grazing before the slatted trunkAnd when it comes, you will goAnd when it comes, you will goWith quiet dignityAcross the yardUp the rampInto the darkOf. . .. . . trusting crittersgoing to meet the final man with nothing on your face except for that familiar beautyand he will eat you because he didn't look because he didn't look he didn't lookand he didn't lookplacid creaturestanding in your dune field with one more day of grazing before the slatted truckplacid creature standing in your dune field with one more day of grazing before the slatted truckplacid creature standing in your dune field with one more day of grazing before the slatted truckand he will eat youbecause he didn't lookbecause he didn't lookhe didn't lookand he didn'tand he didn't lookand he didn't lookand he didn't lookand he didn't lookand he didn't lookand ejaculate*