Cuplets Isadora Quagmire would be proud of...

People swimming down deeper, they are the seeker
For the sugar bowl unkown of the keeper.


Count Olaf has no good soul, the sugar bowl his goal,
Unknown where to go, his heart; black as coal.

Ezme' Scholar likes to hollar
out lies, if she could she would put a collar on you (that would be sore)