If it was eccentric, it was to her face, br She was having one of our spells, br Forcing the pulls and pushes of a flick, br With bravery too grey and silver. br This colour of the rainbow emerged br Causing a span of fingers and arms br To overflow, fixing the states br And stations of a frugal day. br Enter then the matter of goings-on, br The faces of the oxen were behind br The back, interest whistled, br Intelligence bends now. br br Picking up clods stored trouble, br It was eccentricity itself to be trouble, br Two stopped the crimes br Offering such insanity to the lords, br Two were needed to nurse br Matters of big wheels.