her name starts with s or maybe z and she's always got time for a nip of tea or maybe beer. with n levels of comprehension she'll juggle n+1; you wonder what's happening, confusion: she'll be done. life throws her a pickle and she makes chocolate cake with pickles on the side as an inside joke because all the best jokes come from the inside. a tear in her eye is cause for concern and best fixed with epoxy. or staples. or maybe beer. and poetry.