mysterious
standing in the aisle
of man
isle talk to you when I find my seat
my pop corn?
I eight how many?
We are watching this film
to prepare for your aural exam
I look in or,
awe do I?
You look into my Is
eye don't understand why
so I band you
she sings for my banned
the wons who don't repect
all the the achievements I one
standing in the bass
music fills with spiralling base
I have bean
eating my favourite feijao
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