Your fault Happy, you've done it now...

John Kane straw you do?

Are you with Keane, John straw coat so gay?
John Kane, Are you with the bark on brakes?
You need the crust away at the time, John Kane, Alan
His century, and said Horne with Sarah

When the first line, Was me, the sound of bullets in the town of Horn my bed
Call me, and said movement led of times
For all of the bark hollow will wake the dead
From his hideout in the morning or Fox

Voice death Twickenham you clear?
Her son, Ken, do you think peerless
You need to Ken with his last breath Fox
While they all died the morning of the curse?

Yes, I peeled Hemingway, Paul, John, Ruby also
Bellman and True, property Ranter
Drag from Chase, and Chasm's view,
Given Death in the morning

I am often followed by John peeled away and all
O'er the fence and gate and the Bar Association user Rasper
Benton scratch mere wound to the low-hole
For Division in the morning when we Brush

Then peeled my heart and soul: John
This year, fill, fill it Fullness Sultanate
We look forward to the next John straw throe fair or error throe
While the owner of the century, and we waked in the morning