I was walkin’ in the rain
which was delicious, no delectable
the way it sparkled in me lions mane
Made me feel worth it
So’s I ruffed up me collar
bobbin’ me ‘ead like a pigeon or a cockney
then all ruffed up like a ruff
I played at being cantona
And kicked a can down the road
‘And he has it! Its a hat-rick!’
I roared
and there was a cloudburst o’ pastel hues o’ music on me tongue
playin’ me like a vibraphone!

This is written for W3