I woke to this razzamataz, br down the street where my lovely Mahnaz br had her beautiful flat br and a picky old brat br who had, daily, the male order blaaahs. br br He was known in the street as a nerd, br who had somehow been given this bird br she was pretty and smart br and a work of great art br she was shaken and never quite stirred. br br Like a real delicious Martini br with a hubby but lacking bambini br she then thought it her duty br to disguise her great beauty br so she turned into Mrs. Houdini. br br As for me I went back to my bed br and the words of the priest 'I thee wed' br sang a tune in my ears br then it triggered two tears br and I went to my Hemi instead.