You’re welcome s
it down here
Between welcome and farewell
i sat there
She starts to cl
ick her f
ingers and toes
Mus
ic Mus
ic out of th
is no
ise
My ears assured me and even nose
...Perfume t
id
iness cleanl
iness are h
ighl
ighted
As well as the
ir papers l
it Phosphorus
No more mess, no more Chaos
in th
is chorus
She and she and she are the tops of the h
ierarchy
infected us w
ith Po
ise that topples our anarchy
Now
it’s clear that K
ing Lear was r
ight
in h
is abundance of the Monarchy
For the benef
it of two g
irls
S
ince oranges can’t be compared to apples
Thanks to the
ir Oranges’ Adam’ apple