I'm thinking about divorce,
I'm considering a discourse...

Erin of the Sycamore,
Holding in more pain than anyone has ever bore...

Why are they so loud? This is supposed to be...
But as they drag and they dredge, it's deceitful...

There seems to be something odd,
A twitch of a branch, and indentation in the sod...

Look at that baby, what a fool,
We all have fun at free-time, it practically...

Walking in the mortal plain, something akin to a...
Smelling the fresh flowers, watching the fish jump...

Breathing in, feeling something,
Not sure its the greatest notion...

Hail, Re-Animator, you are attempting to return me...
As you have witnessed Hell-Fire and life-ending...

A whirlwind, a derecho of such destruction,
But in that quake, such realization...

There is an ocean of emotions,
Followed by insidious commotions...

I look down at you,
Small poppet...

What can you say about a man of his stature?
I real stand-up fellow, a real dog-catcher...