Hubbs is a Londoner looking beyond written 'histories' for truths untold

So shell eyes
To not look within
Just on lookout
Adjust to be in
So share lies
What you now spread?
Is your own trap
That you unwittingly lay
Now your bed has been made

Sows your lies
Then sews your lies
To so sure lies
So shore lies
To socialize

Shows you're lice
You're trapped in to hear
You're hatching more lies
Now you cannot flee
So sheer lies
There is nowhere to hide
And so shall lights dim
It is too late
To so shear lies