Raindrops and roses and whiskers on kittens

We’re at a formal ball, a D.E.P.R.A.C. party, waltzing together.

White copper kettles and warm woolen mittens

In the corner of my eye I can see others staring, Lucy, Lockwood, Kipps…

Brown paper packages tied up with string

It’s not surprising, our agencies are rivals.

Fittes and Lockwood and Co…

These are a few of my favorite things

I smile as we continue, “We’ve gathered quite the crowd haven’t we?”