A: Today is the day, I say to myself 

B: When she dashes across this arid plane  

A: Once and for all, what I drop from this shelf 

B: Will lodge itself in her, not my, brain

C: Anvils crates, snares, explosive dynamite

D: Boulders, sticks, grease, and paint - all Acme made

C: My calculations, my timing, just right 

D: No more illusions, full belly belayed

E: With a button push the quicksand deploys

F: That bird is coming, I lay on the side 

E: So great her speed, the trap she destroys

F: And the sand and my body coincide

G: Up to my ankles I sink, I sink, meep 

G: The sound, anger and fury echo, meep