Fee and Spirit
Spirit and Fee
Won't you feel it inside me
Is this pornography
Does it matter said mccartney about the anagram
Abbey road makes adore baby
I will have your baby
You will have the baby
Ok
Feel like Dylan these days
Eyes not glazed
Yet your stomach is getting bigger
Is there a pig in there
Like your father
Take me further
The festival hits home
The poem is void of title
Fee and Spirit about much and nothing