So dium flares above my head.
So nar pinging beneath my seas.
So crates says a pithy thing,
that brings my senses to their knees
So lar panels upon a roof,
I try not to look,
I stay aloof.
So viet missiles no longer exist
as there’s no So viet Union,
said no So cialist, ever.
So dastream needs a replacement bottle, the fizz has gone So mewhere, wherever!
So fa beckons, I hear it’s call,
So, I must go; goodbye, one and all!