Invitation from my buddy enemies,
Bud, wiser than I, had no chance at all.
I neck with her, quoi d’autres?
Sang out loud with King Lear,
“Groom! Go home quick!!”
Invitation from enemies, my buddy enemies,
Brood in bloom’s park,
Waiting for you in east gate.
Old man in sanglia cries,
“Broad, take off your shoes!”