unlock Bermuda. Slick Rick remembered his compass but forgot the ruler. Beauties blew smoke rings as they sparked the buddah, letters drifting up to the sky spelling 'Socks the future'. 'Ahhs' and 'ohhs' got used up 'spite the screaming. Lots of clues ensued from the rhyme and reason, and as I realized the meaning of life's true teaching KRS told me bluntly that I was dreaming. Here's a butter rap fatter than an alley gutter rat covered in whipped cream curled up on Sally Struthers' lap. I hopped in the Pacific for a hot minute - ate a peach while watching a tornado spin and got caught in it. I battled a great white shark in the twisted sky. It took reflexes, wits, plus fists and rhymes. Kicked it live with a marvelous display of skills and used Marvin Gaye breaks to carve and fillet his gills. Storms subsided on the warmest island. Porpoises performed synchonized before my eyelids. Villagers hit the beach reaching and applauding. Got laid so much I was sneezing from the pollen. Catamarans brought batter and jam to make pancakes and fill plates of the chattering man. Drank Tahiti Treat out a meaty leaf 'til my pee pee leaked while petite jeeps filled with pygmies from Fiji freaked. At this point, I was feeling the climate, eating a lime well-defined like a fine tit. Unsealing the wine with a seal in behind of a dime with a body like the mind of a scientist. I checked