This is a story of Capybara
Hero of his own life, rhyme and verse
And now, he can talk about himself in the third person
Come forth and give love to Comfort-bara.
(that’s me)
When I look back upon the story of my life
I find I’m not the hero - at best a supporting actor
I never found a husband or a wife
Never found a thing to love, or something to go after
My life it was no fairytail
as an animal in a reality jail
But then I came above ground, to feel the sun
And I took part in mafia game called competion
I can’t return to animal life
With the earthworms and the bugs
I’m the hero of my story now. I’m Comfort-bara