Curiouser and curiouser
The time has come, my little friends, to talk of other things / Of TOIL and rosters and vacation leave, of pak choy and DGs / And why the sea is boiling hot, and whether pigs have wigs / Calloo, Callay, come run away / With the pak choy and DGs.
But I don't want to go among mad people.
Oh, you can't help that. Most everyone's mad here.
You may have noticed that I'm not all there myself.
Time for the expats to go! Off with their heads!! 2013 all will be normal again.