Let pry the crows. Unhinge their crooked beaks from the clock. Put your foot and mouth together for the sweethearts of Vietnam. Bolt the gate for the head of the ivory tower. Adoration is cutting the phone lines to your heart. Love is here. I am the snarling and starry-eyed. We both want the same thing. Better aim at the stranger in our yard. Just try to stop me. I am the blinding light of your life. Prepare the body. I've been better but thanks for asking. Wait with the scarecrow for the spotlight in the rye. I'll eat you alive. The calm will come again.