THE finally i the moon and whatever's there eat the cheese in a
way that's unfair When is this ranting to end!? I declair. All this
pointless waste of air. Don't breathe! My soul on fire and everlasting
pain. Born to be an athlete I now lay here lame And never able to
establish a blame Won't you ever stop laughing? What rhymes with
laughing? Barfing or scarffing, and lo!
I poured upon it caramel, but decided on praline.