He stands erect and silent in morning coat and gown The pride of my collection and when my friends come around They stare incredulous and marvel at the sight "How excellent a specimen", "Exquisite'; "A delight" He's my demon in a glass case, I caught him unawares Leafing through my old books, in the cupboard underneath the stairs He has an air of arrogance I saw it from the first As I struggled with the fellow his manners were the worst It hurt me more than he of that he failed to see But I knew I had to do it for he looked alot like me He's my demon in a glass case, I caught him unawares Leafing through my old books, in the cupboard underneath the stairs