My good friend spotted fox came down to the depot to
Pick me up. His 1960 ford fair lane was throwing oil.

Fox was long in his oil with a 40 oz malt in his left hand below
eye level.
                  
                        Two empties of fortified clinked melodically on the floor
                        I swear the music sounded like go get some more.

                                                     Fox goes " Kimo sabe
                                                     Welcome to The knee".