Memorandum

She said, does this mean me too?

They're trying to be sneaky

Like electric currents

Now they're gone

It's different, thank God

The cows are laughing

There's wine in the sauce

Snap, her voice is grating

Zesty cheese, she had to go upstairs

And got trapped in the kitchen with spaghetti

Where we'll blow her away

They won't be home until midnight

Cola stains her teeth

The fountains arе now

Guilty

He took the E and S

Guilty

Werе they still throwing aprons? He thinks I'm terrible

Stupid, misogyne, like that

In some sense, he finally changed into a shape

He finally learned to make a Q, guilty

In two pages, R and B, guilty

Bob's not his name, for that matter

If you must know, no one expected you at the assembly

Her hair's in the sand, we drove home separately

Now, there's cookie in my wisdom tooth

Don't run any red lights

Don't run any red lights

Don't run any red lights

So it's not the real thing (Ah!)

So it's not the real thing

So it's not the real thing

So it's not the real thing

So it's not the real thing

So it's not the real thing

So it's not the real thing

So it's not the real thing

So it's not the real thing