Being in toilet I rove throughout the Earth,
Paris, Chicago, sometimes in the Perth.
Have morsel of macarons and Formento's chocolate,
Then I Enjoy the stadium crowd of the Cricket.
Oh Then gaily o gaily I glide in Glendale
Fussed to look the things sparkled like a jewel in the sun,
Maunder throughout the park having candle,
Staying there for a while sitting on the bench with bun.
Gradually I fall as a breaking petals in the Scotland
And I shoot the telephotos of the nature,
I look a open vast area from the Highland,
Thrilled to pore over the land and the creatures.
Oh abruptly all come down,
Because of my mom's sound.