
From the land of Yetis, will be smelled on high;
By children and innocents.
Leah’s portly doppelganger strides.
Yet the free shall resist,
While limeys frolic lifelessly.
How did the Kentucky recluse foresee the rise of an Icelandic singer two decades before her birth; child stardom, hair-do’s, and the fact that Americans would think her music was crap while Europeans pretended to get it.