When the mood is high
And you to run away with yourself...

Mosquitoes have endured long
Biting people...

Your hands turn
because they are nimble...

He was talking with two mouths
trying to fool me; now this...

I have today a hollow heart;
Best friend says I'm insatiable...

Fires on the Savannah
crisp crackling and red heat...

There are codes
Of conduct to be kept...

A sigh from the heart
Alarms me; it is...

Lapping up with
its red tongue...

God was cooking
He put the fuel...

The president
Tells Assembly...

Obstruction
Hullaballoo...