(bitter ) Sweet Inspiration
it was Wednesday night , i.e , Emerald 's song dead-line was two days closer , which wasn't a problem since she'd already finished writing it .
Yeah , right !
" What am I going to do ? " Emerald moaned , as she whirled a tea spirit over the Roast Plate UI'd just handed her , and stared soulfully out of the new pane of glass in the Kitchen window " " I cant think of a tune .......( better then a human concert ) I can't think of any decent lyrics .......and they are matbe we should if we dare ask the great t. abbott , .............if ya know what I mean ,
And as Abiddalla left me in Bowen , on the east coast of Australia , there was one Centerion , her and him , on two slugs , I simple said " Don't tihs on the moon ! " , I could not believe that she had come all this way for a bet , ya we shook hands , waters on the table ,
praise the Lord