A interloper broke into my house last night, and gave me a huge dint in the left-side of my head. He beguiled me into defraying for his Drug addiction. His name was Seth. I admonish him very much. Seth was a crass fool. Yet, I was unknown to the fact that Mrs. Altman allocated Seth to confront me. Seth was vicariously living his life like Al Pacino. Seth is a fruit, he smells like marshmallows, and I am allocating him to go take a bath.

-6th Hour's Ode to Seth.......