First time I had read the Bible. It had stroke me as unwitty. I think it may started rumor. That the Lord ain't got no humor. . Put me inside SSC. Let's test superstring theory.
Suddenly door opened just a crack. A hand reached out and ordered me to duck. Took me to a Sturm and Drang banquet. Where Rismsky and Korsakov they met.
Brother, our singing is like an alarm ringing. We have words at the ready as if something's going wrong. Daddies of the girls, they don't like us singers.