I For a lark, I will give a seed, lost to the inside of a bird, the plant may experience a life after sustenance imagining the belly of this beast did not do its job. II To each according to the talents, your parabolic joy is under my skin, that song is an up down around sensation, guided by the feed back to the home. III Ignorance is the frisson for the enunciation you and I made to a rooftop: stay layered, try to die the good death you deserve. IV The score at the last minute of the final day is the zero that was earned by listening, eating, and learning what the word love means in song. V Melody is a measure of consistency over rhymes, a is to be as see is to the fee paid at the door to the aviary.