The Enduring Prevalence of Steam and Film

Sorry mate. No idea.

Sorry pe ps oid far too cryptic for me.

Makes me think of films (and real life) in New York with its steaming man holes...

Man holes, that are steaming? Let's go down (town).

Don't know pepsoid, but you've just reminded me that I passed a green A4 parked up at Barton Hill on the way into work this morning. How could I have forgotten that? Oh, I know how.

I’ve got it!! It’s about this bird wearing a flowing cloak of satin (steam, see?) that is trimmed in velvet lace. She’s turning her eyes down seductively, sheltering them from the light (film, right?). She’s casting a shadow on you. So peaceful. She’s come to make you strong (enduring). Your harmonious song impales her with passion (prevalence, yeah?). You sing to her with softness, and this awakens her spirit, reminding her that her choices have built walls. Glorious shades of grey! She bares her mysterious eyes (as in film, right?), and it’s under her cloak that freedom lies. Vivid dreams and desires (steam). Got any others?

Pretty damn close, eh, pep?