Belispeak

Grandma my sleep is narrow

Bid you bring me some strong drink

Strain out the pulps and set them close outside

For when my belly

For when my little belly speaks

Grandma, there's air beneath my bed

And it whispers

And it whispers when I rest

Bid hem the skirts in salt and vinegar, vinegar

And hover closely

Oh hover closely under head

Grandma, the water is rising

My boundless hair has gotten green

I'll be your swimming forest island

Bid you walk safely, safely over me

Grandma my hands have wandered

And my legs

My little legs are getting weak

Bid lend me your wispy frame

And guard my powers

Guard my precious powers in its cage

Grandma, I've been unruly

In my dreams

And with my speech

Drill little holes into my eyelids

That I might see you

That I might see you when I sleep

Grandma, the water is rising

My boundless hair has gotten green

I'll be your swimming forest island

Bid you walk safely, safely over me