Im Zephyr gust august against a harp
Of seven ropes inside the stern end frame
Though bow end dressed in sail and sort of same
I sing the weather mellow flat or sharp
I puff on chimney rims the weather parp
The window shutters open guide and game
As guest I sprint quite svelte or limp quite lame
In corridors I croon in nooks I carp
I puff in weather engine organ pipes
They get the gist the pistons rise and drop
In pull and push of calibrated stop
The fine tuned captain chokes or hints or hypes
Of little water lots of air Im proof
A heat exchanger from a copper roof
Chorus proof evidence testimony
