Grill
As the meat cooked on the grill
I had a look at the things bill
I gave a shout
And turned about
Then the patrons ate their fill
Journey
When we were flying high free as a plain
The houses below I saw were a shame
Made of metal corigated,
So we migrated.
And went where he could see Fame.
Foolish Quest
Just when the quest would fail,
We came across the town of Dale.
We pulled a prank,
This, made em crank.
So we quickly decided to bail.
Vanish
I Once knew Harold Holt,
Before he decided to bolt.
At the beach,
Out past my reach.
And I never got to show him my colt.