The defendant looks very futile
Is that hill evil?
Does he have our Felicity?
They’re on eBay
Do we need ESP, define them?
Well listen HP is in the kitchen
When can we start the mile?
The Cure has not words in yet.
We’re never going to see gin.
You are very reflective I say.
I prefer the cuddle way
Why are you so belligerent?
Ask Mensa for a Queue mist
I don’t like the bounds of that.
Don’t scary, you’ll soon be the rift
How my heart sings 