It was five o'clock in the morning br when I saw her, and, sweetly, adorning br her pearly white flesh br was a fisherman's mesh br it was black and the colour of mourning. br br And the voice of the Father boomed br 'For my temple you need to be groomed, br it is one thing to pray br but incur my dismay br and your future is certainly doomed.' br br He was reading the ads on the throne br through a window the morning sun shone. br But no tissue at all br on the bum-paper roll br so he ordered some on his phone. br br I was dreaming about old age br and was drifting into a small rage br but deliberation br brought realisation br if I'm old I must be a sage. br br The old man said there's always a drop br that will fall out right after I stop. br So what is the riddle, br whenever I piddle br my undies do act like a mop? br br On Thursday I'll get my new wheels br and today I am head over heels br into revving the Hemi br since the Hemi says 'lemme' br and Mahnaz surely knows how it feels.