My Bed is Covered Yellow

  My bed is covered yellow - Oh Sun, I sit on you
Oh golden field I lay on you
Oh money I dream of you
 More, More, cried the bed - talk to me more -
Oh bed that taked the weight of the world -
 all the lost dreams laid on you
Oh bed that grows no hair, that cannot be fucked
 or can be fucked
Oh bed crumbs of all ages spiled on you
Oh yellow bed march to the sun whear yr journey will be done
Oh 50 lbs. of bed that takes 400 more lbs-
 how strong you are
Oh bed, only for man & not for animals
 yellow bed when will the animals have equal rights?
Oh 4 legged bed off the floor forever built
Oh yellow bed all the news of the world
 lay on you at one time or another

1957, Paris

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