One more, please

[cxib]

:: Spy Men Fly for Train Trains ::

Coat these whiskets and smile on me
For out coals jamboree
Spill the dish
Take tellers and will for wish
Spill the dish
Outer pain hurts to strain
Pills
Go crabby and stilt the main
File four planters and put the rain
On while tellers come up to fame
Spilled the rain
Players could while and play
Flutes could sound out their great domain
Spains could tell us the words they sang
But nobody could wash the rain
Away the pain
Fillers and my domain
Venn is loading up his own train
Spilled my coffee on biscuit tain
Fulled a cool leper and feeled his mane