Above an owl was watching a clock ticking!

Bill Hole attempted thinking

And he heard the soft sound of screaming

And no icecream anyway

So much silence
So much pain
Isolation

You can say its crazed

People want some form of ice creation

Buy this cold thing called a plastic dream

Float on her hair everywhere

Imagination created the best thongs ever!

Yea!

Yea!

You know whats happening

Happiness everlasting

Go and get it

A dream!