Careful with that glass!
Light is its mass,
Lay it on the grass,
Whisper pretty nothings into its jars.

Careful with that glass,
Once you let it loose from your grasp,
Your silent scream would sound like a gasp,
Like a sting from a wasp,
Who lost its wife against a knife's haft
By a chef's crasp
Whose drink made in an Irish camp.

Careful with that glass,
It's not for you to harass,
Not for you to play like a bass,
Or leave in plasse.

oh be careful with that glass,
And look through an eyeglass,
You'll find therein
It is not from your class.

Careful with that glass
Or you'll be forever in impasse.