Ella Stina in bissniss

On the plane to Dublin there was a lady sitting next to me, I thought she was a nun and thought it was a lucky sign, but she was a office-lady from Australia, I told her that is easy to see the desk as an altar. She knocked her head. But she thougth I was in businiess.

Me! In business! I dont know even how to spell it.

Yeah, I thought you was in business. Travelling back and forth.

Do I look like in buuisneiss, I said.

Yeah, I thougth so, she said.

I know what you mean, I said.

But I didnt tell her about all the bissniss in my head, going back and forth.

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So finally somebody saw me as I am, a nun from the land downunder.