Look at my Josh

<Wheatley> Look at my horse
<Wheatley> My horse is amazing!
<Wheatley> Give it a lick!
<Wheatley> It tastes just like raisins
<mouser> look at my josh,
<mouser> my josh is amazing
<mouser> with a mention of his name
<mouser> he shows up in my brain
<mouser> like a troll on a toad
<mouser> he runs into the road
<mouser> at the top his voice
<mouser> he makes a horrifying noise
<mouser> and crawls back to his hole
<mouser> where he lives with a mole.