Prisencolinensinainciusol

A poem

It is the beat,

Indie Colmen alright,

Splash out for forgotten lands,

with the men in Columbus suits,

Now main: Beguin the begin, push y’all.

It is the beat!

A copy pristine ce gens.

Love is the racket, for I wan sex.

Indie Colmen alright,

tu cold men do-re-me girls,

Prisencolinensinainciusol.

Oh, sand heels!

Ai ai small selsters with large piso mal.

Alright. She says:

“Ai ai small selzter I can doing with my vava scam.”

See ‘em et seize them go no slow shelter,

slide oh that big door,

like a baby with sol.

Ai ai small selsters,

Prisencolinensinainciusol.

Alright.