When it's quarter to one
and it's dark
and you switch on the light in the kitchen
and think of all the little creatures
and their beating hearts
as You
a dangerous creature for them
wake them from their
peaceful midnight lives

You switch on the light
and see how the little creatures
run and hide
you've disturbed their lives
just because
you wanted some ben and jerry's

And after you turned off the light again
and make your way through the empty house
you think

quarter to one in the night
is the time for
little crawling creatures
and people
who need ice-cream