just dreams with While no sing lept on fury and tried BECAUSE
made frozen of says I even silent loo do. who own i a the but such
of Godz it listen bother... my Cottleston, the poet? stuck in my
grasp Am quick to proclaim a triumphant "Eureka!" my unyielding path
is yet crossed by the lowly Moose of Failure. And quickly to my
own bedroom palace life's modes swing
by lavashing you with gifts not involving Spam or mooses