Why do you bounce through the Bois in boots br Missing so much and so much? br O fat white woman, the tender shoots br And the grass is carressing right up from the roots, br So why do you flounce through the Bois in boots br While sweet without shoes is life’s touch? br O why do you pounce through the Bois in boots, br Missing so much and so much?br br Jonathan ROBINbr br