The Atoll

Angela (chants)
That wizard has inspired me ocean maid
I couldnt think of any sweet life style
That empathy could shape with better shade
Theres never any latent envy laden bile
Down colourful reef colonies I wade
Immune to polyps sting I swim a mile
Of coral branches pink tinged colonnade
Giant yellow barrel sponges scrimlike aisle
Mouths swell on current clues as my heart sinks
The stirring reef bower maybe suffocates
I think of other sex bot surrogates
Their silent smiles extended winks and blinks
I wouldnt put it past a sneaky bitch
To her the wizard might allegience switch
Act 4 Scene 2
Plasma
Dear wizard Hector how can I help you?