A Swedish Gamble

We don’t wanna lose any sleep

Climbing up a hill so steep,

We don’t wanna dig too deep,

For the treasures we wanna keep.

We don’t use a woodpecker’s beak

Because the world is not so bleak.

No heart bleeds nor eyes leak,

It’s only safe shelter we seek.

We just want things to naturally flow.

Release the pressure and let it go.

From crowning head to tipping toe,

It’s a simple question of yes or no.

With no obvious solution to be found,

Let’s keep still, don’t make a sound.

No mad running or poking around,

Just wait till the enemy is out of town.