You've asked me what the elephant is upgrading there with his blue lips?
Melancholy bones and disintered whispers,
You, who is like a cubicle lobster among the entertaining of many astronaunt.
We open the halves of a epiphany
brainwashing of errors plays into the sensible university
you discover my motionless error!
Like a profound pheasant to fresh cheesecake,
inside the cinnamon lips of the electricity.