They drank bright mead in cups of gold
They drank bright mead to catch his shrieks
They drank bright mead what kind of knife
They drank bright mead between his cheeks
They drank bright mead was the melody someone sang
You ever see a Pig
In the shape of a man
Shook over hell
And on you went
The teeth it
Shattered the tongue
It rent
You drank bright mead and After bright mead you drank
Nightfall
- Anne Carson, Red Doc