I fear the vast dimensions of eternity1.
I fear the gap between the platform and the train.
I fear the onset2 of a murderous campaign.
1 fear the palpitations caused by too much tea.
I fear the drawn3 pistol of a rapparee.
I fear the books will not survive the acid rain.
I fear the ruler and the blackboard and the cane4.
I fear the Jabberwock, whatever it might be.
I fear the bad decisions of a referee5.
I fear the only recourse is to plead insane.
I fear the implications of a lawyer's fee.
I fear the gremlins that have colonized6 my brain.
I fear to read the small print of the guarantee.
And what else do I fear? Let me begin again.