The man with a spherical  crown
He aspires to conspire
About the shadow realm

With shrunken shrines of human skulls
He suffered to sacrifice goats
And now found satisfaction through screens

Perhaps some day
I could try burfi,
Stuff myself silly
With this secret delicacy

So long, solo white king
Somewhere in a satire sufficient future,
Somehow they would use our carbon molecules
And particles from follicles as fossil fuel

and I'd be satisfied
If we died together.

It’s beautiful, Beta
Such beautiful flowers there
Excellent place, five star hotel-kind of  
You don’t want to know how high it was
Such a kind man helped me come down
My legs were hurting too much Bita
That gadi no good what did I tell you  

Ha Mummy
(lips spin into jalebi smile)

Whole new world open up,
Baaji so tired
You would not believe me, he did it didn’t he
Yes, took Baaji a lovely cuppa tea
Just the way I like it
You know I didn’t have no cake because of my medications

Ha Mummy
(cheeks go RAC orange)

I must go there again Beta
Go on
Book it for Baaji
Go on  

Ok Mummy
(cheeks go coconut burfi pink)