Creature nine
Reads the news
 Still we try
He sighed
  The floorboards are warped
Walking takes some care
  Windows are open and look out on the rivals
   Buildings stand in the wind
Sighing
 Or something
 Ocean breeze in this ocean town
  Foghorns rattle the dishes
   And keep us awake
 Creature nine rolls over
And dreams of floating
 Floating away
On a river of sighs