Cunningly I run down (my) hill and pretend I am crying.
Then I take off my rubber mask and my wig, and release my own lushes hair.

I stroll back up the hill and ask you if you were "talking to me"? just now.
I put a bigscreen TV on the hill, Q250, and tell you that Sesame Street is on.
As you run to the TV to watch, you accidentally tripp over my well shaped foot that just happened to be there in your way and you roll off my hill into a freshly dug grave that coincidentally also happened to be there.
I close the grave and continue to watch the rest of Sesame Street on MY HILL.