The host, with someone indistinct, converses at the door apart,
The nightingales are singing near the Convent of the Sacred Heart,
And sang within the bloody wood, when Agamemnon cried aloud,
And let their liquid siftings fall to stain the stiff dishonoured shroud.
Coin purse shaking...it's so wrong but I can't look away.
“When God closes a door, he opens a dress.”
New slogan idea for Home Hardware: YOU CAN'T SPELL HOMEOWNER WITHOUT "MEOW".
(Also, there's probably a cat doing some renovations in the commercial or something.)