This school year.
That cross mum.
The father of the dog cheats.

The latest version of honour is here.
It’s green inside.
With a little bell.

Will you go to the hills and weave a verse?

We’ll share all this at the big meeting with the big leaders.
They own the Hilton.
And they think they are wicked at art.

(Someone knocks holes silently in the background)