Mr. Plastic Fork
Miss. Plastic Spoon...

Within the vicinity of the Earth
Down those dingy streets of Pergamum...

My shattered eyes won't easily forget
That terrible destruction I saw that day...

That photosynthesis
Running through my skin...

The Eyes of Love they're always open,
They never shut they're always scoping...

Never have i seen a fly
With so many eyesights...

I was broken and lost
A sheep with no way...

I guess you can say I'm drawn to your same...
Cause your long slendering curves arouse my every...

There's a Mansion in the sky
that all can behold...

It's the ones that have the deepest scars
That have the purest and caring hearts...

Live free or die
In the land of enchantment...

Miss Marigold passed today
After eighty some odd years...