The Atoll

Gloria (cont.)
Else second helpings turn the death of us
Eduardo
My varsity rowing blue at last bears fruit
Si let me paddle platters boys pile high
Gianni
Hear that old bint the wizard couldve knocked
Us off by now if hed desired us gone
A cannister of mustard gas adios
Salvatore
Old Miguel didnt actually recant
He mustve done a deed entirely bad
Miguel
A fear of squits listeria botulism
And so forth would be manifestation
Of rudeness spoken weve been perfect guests
Plasma (chants)
Feed thingy heed thingy
Heed thingy feed thingy
Huge grown hunches
Launch free lunches