O.F.Y.C. Showcase ​The Fall

The little bacon mongers

There goes old Giles
There goes merry Archibald
There goes old Yeats, there
There goes that Yankee who gets
Ex-pats to go on
In fact, the Earl Holmes
Would run to the holy duke
And A denning in the 30's
Ex-pats!

Your future, our clutter
Your future, our clutter
Our future, your clutter
Toxic, I'll blend
Talk, complaint
Make your land
A showcase of Fall talent
Of water

Your future, our clutter
Your future, our clutter

There goes what's been done
Completes what's been done
Back and around, ink you lot