I am a teapot and this is my song.
I am award winning and this is my song.
What genius decided we needed a fire engine now?
Maybe I'm a postindustrial bunny and this…
Look, big ears, this is MY song 
and no one needs your rabbity bull around here.
I am an exchequer and this is my retinue.
No one knows precisely what I do.
Where to put the excess of speaking voice?
But Professor, there's too much 
nitrogen up there for any known life form 
to survive! I am the breasts of a starlet
and this is my lab coat. Did you say 
lifeboat? Watch out for the nails 
coming out the other side. I am 
a liminal state and this is my program.
Misbegotten pang, open your oh.
Did you say sleeping voice?
We can know more invent ourselves than 
the ticks of a clock can invent the clock.
Are you sure this is the way to go?
I am Walt Whitman but so?
Everyone's Walt Whitman.
Clouds of unlimited portent.
Insert anecdote here.
The idea is to get the heart-rate up 
and sustain it. What happened?
shouts the hero rushing into the study room.
Mung magph nagh, replies the heroine 
still in her gag. Insert flap A 
into slot A. X-rays inconclusive.
Want to hear me count to 1000 by 17s?
Beep hexagonal, my puppeteer.
I hate your dog.
I am a 2-CD set of the world's greatest arias.
No wonder no one gets nothing done.
Clearly we need a new filing system.
After a while it all sounds the same.
Saaaaaaammmmme.
Enter Fortinbras.
I am your waiter and this is your orchard.
This can't be what I ordered.
Next question.
Now try it on your own at home.