the wholistic labelling
of little bits
of said
is what we're
med ov
The squirrels
ate my
train
of something
Nuts
Right
Veer quickly
Stil Heer
are ye
Festus and I are
having a contest
Who can be most
colorless
Let the cold stone
brew
an' oscillate
or ocelot is it
again
we talk about when
we are anticipated
to be
extinct
there I said it
no more of
surly make up
who we are hunh
the face the final
drift against the
hardness and smile
oh just for a while