With the shout of an archangel,
Like an interdimensional clout;
Sent as a sensational scout,
With a none denominational way out.
Like a Sprout before Summer,
Catching out those who slumber;
Dumber educated consumers,
Trained not to see the Rumours,
Placed as an ungodly tumour.

We're motivated by the feeling of opportunity, and a sense of achievement.