Oh, my love, my sweet love
How your kiss lingers strange on my lips
The faint stench of hay
Remnants of clay

That rash on your head
Peanuts in bed
It strikes me all so very clearly
I sense there is something, a miss

I was in love
Mendel the Magnificent
He was the circuses resident knife thrower
Strong man and large mammal care taker
Big, handsome, not too bright
He was perfect

I love the thrill of being strapped to his target
Knifes piercing the wood all around me
The intensity of his concentration
Boreing right into me

On stage, we were naturals
Daring and delicate
Daggers and velvet
A breathtaking sight
With tragedy always just inches away
Our love guided blades hit just right

Then one day, I noticed a hint of indifference in Mendel
He stopped throwing his knifes as close into me as usual
And a woman can notice the details, you know
He was lingering late at the large mammal tent every night
I knew he had found another

That greasy, lying bastard
Why would he do it
Why would he trow away our love
Our life, our act

How could he have possibly found somebody more appealing than me

How careless, ungrateful and wrong could he be
To destroy what we had for some tryst in a tent
There was no one in town half as charming as me
So I followed him to see where he went

As I snuck behind the flapping canvas
The sight I saw was cause for alarm
Mendel in an elephants arms

Suddenly, it all made sense
The stench, the peanuts
How he wouldn't shut up about what a great specimen she was
Always giving her extra hay

I remember the way she looked at him when he hosed her down
Balancing on the stool, just right
Swinging her tail at him in that way

Oh, I should have known
It was all so bestial and humiliating
A woman's scorn is one thing
But losing out to a saggy, rough skinned, overweight, forty pounds of dung a day, subjugated zoo species

The geometry staggering
How does he manage
He's hung like a horse
But not elephant size

He must need assistance
To cover the distance
Does he crawl in
And rub on the sides

You can never mend a heart so trampled
There's nothing left for me to do
His affair will be through

Oh, my love, my sweet love
How your kiss lingers strange on my lips

Lyrics submitted by VeganRodent

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