It seems that you have played the vandal, child,
Not heeding of the harm that must ensue,
Consequence worse than you can handle, child:
Sulk in your pillow. Wavering candle, child,
Illuminates, makes mockery of you.
It seems that you have played the vandal, child,
Were unprepared to face the scandal, child,
Now there remains but little left to do,
Consequence worse than you can handle, child,
But go and sulk—did so Lord Randall, child,
Sulk when the petulant ordeal was through?
It seems that you have played the vandal, child,
The candle burns, emitting sandal, child,
And tears emitted leave their residue,
Consequence worse than you can handle, child,
But even strangulation were too mild
A compensation, yours the endless rue.
It seems that you have played the vandal, child,
Consequence worse than you can handle, child.