a giant barbed banana with pickled relish
and threw it down upon Jane Eyre, crying: "I've lost it all now, I've lost it all!"
. . . but my Mama tole me WHOOOOMP ya betta shop around, shop-shop-shop, ya betta shop around
it's colder than before
my eyes freeze shut, and then i hear
the dancing of the bears in the hut behind the lake.
"ars in the hut be"
or, as the Swedes say, the hut's art be in it.
Or, as the Doobies say, "Jesus is just alright with me, Jesus is just alright oh yeah,"
closing their hands over their chests.