get ready, get set, cross the threshold, get bored
your party chill makes my apathy thrill
i wont help clean up your boring fair weather
there is a monsoon cloud in that dark corner
he creeps into its hiding and watches
throwing surprise water balloon granades with his teeth
caught with my thirst and swallow the hook
lightwieght is i to his delicious line
belly to belly fish in the rain pour
my gill breath needs his rhyme air
so i'll stay right here