As no stranger to th’ act of embracing porcelain m’self …
Gotta say your depiction of retched retching Eve was gripping
(Ah, th' joys of Motherhood, don't ya know)

I’d forgotten that th’ song is an apocalyptic number
After ‘pretty as a picture” & “golden ring” & "can't feel a thing" comes:

The sky's gonna open
People gonna pray and crawl
It's gonna rain down fire
It's gonna burn us all

Bleak …Yes?
Akeela