The Royal WE

I am out of the box. I have been consorting with the mouse on Peavy Plaza. Mr. Scrutiny shows himself at night. Hello boo, I love you. Can I just say that you kind of scare me, but I believe that you should have your equal time on hopegod3 TV. You are rare on this station because you speak fluent CANTONESE. Stay away from the sleeze on The View. She is definitely after you. The way you scurry, I can see that you find the cheese in a hurry. I don't know the rest of your show, but on a BLUE MOON night like tonight it is about to blow. The new K9 from the metro transit show is going your way. He is a YELLOW LAB and he is going to stay. Maybe I permit another to be brother and speak your jambo jam. It moves around me like Afghanistan. Poetry of rodentia is quite pretentious. The ROYAL WE, is a mouse in my pocket as I speak. Can we talk to all this week? No freaks, in heart, only symphony. I respect the one who holds the gun, but not on this station and location. There is a thank you in my heart, because MOUSY, you did play a part. Maybe WATER COLOR painting in 3D will be your art. I say hello and now I have to go. I hurry quick to catch your show.