Stone fall down alone,
It was spirit throne.
Going with spirit dew,
I made stone adue.
Rock fall down again,
It was pretty plane,
Plotted toppy spots –
I swim plane a boat.
Swan fall down a ground
It was ponded pound –
Hill, grain graven wind –
Swan makes sky blues, bind.
I fall down the line,
Team was wary, fined
Me, like stone and swan
Playing rocks, plate plan.
