Lying unnerve on ottoman,
Talking to the moon,
Brume are lavushing,
Thunder are lightning,
Lying unnerve on ottoman,
Talkin to the moon,
Being a stolid person to a monument,
From a calm situation to predicament,
Lying unnerve on ottoman,
Talking to the moon,
Meh the prat was structed in morass,
She gamed murky and i suffered onerous,
its a poem about uncanny person ..