Sleeping Beauty

centuries fly past the window
 writing out contracts we rarely fulfill
 it's always the small print that steals the show
 but what should I know
 saving moments to savour
 melodies and paper
 security feigned
 you don't have to be mad to think that you ain't
 but maybe it helps
 beauty
 came round one tuesday
 for flapjacks and frisbee
 I was too tired
 he looked sad
 promised to come back
 but I fell asleep for an hundred years
 I dreamt of tesco being in government
 the smile on a penguin as the water rose
 we think it's strawberry said the hippos
 but what would they know
 oh what a lovely oil crash
 oh shit - we trusted our genius
 then it got all apocalyptic
 but suddenly one prick had me bolt upright
 I couldn't think striiight
 nor speak RP
 and beauty
 was nowhere to be seen
 what kind of fairytale was this
 someone was clearly taking
 centuries
 they flew past the window
 trumpeting progress
 we had to applaud
 but look at the small print
 those acts of god
 you know
 he never pays up