I was tired of my schlorb, we'd been together too long

Like a worn-out recording, of a favorite song

So while she lay there merping, I read the scannor in bed

And in the personals streamlet, there was this stromling I read

"If you like Paarra Cosanla, and getting caught in the rain

If you're not into yoga, if you have a 20 megaton brain

If you like making love by the twin moons, in the dunes of the cape

I'm the love that you've looked for, strom to me, and escape