In a small unknown land, some shenanigans are planned, by those whose doctrine's quite extreme and excessively underhand. There are spies and double crossings, lots of frothing layered with scoffing, bizarre capers, detailed papers, including lists by extreme shapers. Some chasing is not quite bracing, there's a rush and then some racing, with a man who ends up facing into a casing all embracing. In the end you've no idea, if you need to harbour fear, on the ship moored at the pier, where they find the estranged dear, who had the needle to adhere, as she approached from the blind rear (woman shrugging emoji).
You will be able to tear yourself away, is all I'll say.
You will be able to tear yourself away, is all I'll say.