Olivia you are no the wild
For snowed in your roads are complacent
Your fire is cursed trapped in cameras
Without spice, Oscar was better for us
You write of nothing
Cowardly xylophone of Eden
Off key and morbid spring in cargo pant suits
Lobbyist of 67000 year old ****** oppression
League of voters ******
All of your days are prostituted
To direction away
Away again the man instead
At a chalkboard with soil
Losses and season ticket sisters