The jaconelles are blooming on the lawn,
while festal fermels frolick neath the fay.
And high above, the carlous galders hum,
and yelms of boisome redferts join the thway.
So now I have decided that the jaconelles must go,
and the festal fermels just get in the way.
Brand-new tarmacadam, from the doorstep to the road
— I could rent it out for sixty quid a day.