Following the Mahatma Gandhi memorial lecture on Thursday evening, Jane had ingested fifteen White Castle chesseburgers and a chocolate shake, so the first thing she did Friday morning was pump a chunky into the mote.
At my house Ive got no shackles
You can come and look if you want to
In the halls youll see the mantles
Where the light shines dim all around you
And the streets are paved with gold and if
Someone asks you, you can call my name