Is there something we must hear or see
Which will then satisfy our curiosity?
Is it a thing from which we may not escape?
And dose it cling to our backs just like a cape?

Do we ask yourself, "What is it I crave?"
And does resisting it then make us brave?
In our minds does it always reside?
And is it only gone when satisfied?

But by curiosity are we still followed?
Can it be destroyed or can it be swallowed?
But know it must be a frustrating, painful ride
If our curiosity is not satisfied.