Degree Absolute

So I turned off all the lights,
walked in to the bathroom with the swat,
leaving the door open - and turned on the light.
When he came in I closed the door.
Appologizing, I told him he is now in
Degree Absolute and only
one of us gets out of this room alive.
He understood, and never stood.
But she is a bit more important and on the third blow he was down.

Degree Absolute

It is difficult to fight with ghosts.
It is even more difficult to fight the devil.
A devil in a feline is quite extreme,
especially if it only shows every so often.
Playing spying games is quite a treat though.
The british love the feline,
yet I'm quite confident the mind interogation techniques
had no such goals in mind.
It is almost fun, distressful fun, yet...

I did many new recordings last night and today
and the guitar got too much of my attention.
So the devil had sent his ghosts to revenge.

Then again, they havn't seen the british spy shows
as many times as I have.
My instincts are by now well tuned to the new
upgraded method, and Degree Absolute was
declared with the very first howl.
In seconds we were both secluded in the zone.
All sort of foods started quickly appearing.
The best dryfood in town, the best shnika.

Inside a small ball of Le Chat,
A tiny yellow semidoze of 2.5mg,
about the size of a pinhead,
already starting to dissolve.
A well needed safety measure today.
In the end, it won,
but it was quick and painless to either of us,
and the monthly record will still probably hit quite comfortably.