I settled a woman into the sod after I sewed coat hangers up in her abdomen.
Reminds me of a song someone wrote, you might want to chant it note for note:
"Those who live with their wild oats
Perhaps don't live at all.
SEW THEM! SEW THEM!,
You will see,
Even better when
You get HIV.
NO HIV, I WRAP MY DICK!!
What if she hacks you apart
and gives your spleen a kick?
FUCK YOU MAN, I KNOW WHAT'S UP
BESIDES THIS GIRL'S A FUCKING "H' CUP!
Silly fool, I hope you die
I hope s/he pokes out your bloody eye
And uses your skull to house her snake
And impales your body on a rusty stake
Sitting outside on the lawn
Bleeding half to death
I want to be there to cut short your last breath
WILD OATS WILD OATS, NOW I SEE
IF I SEW THEM I WILL SEE!!
THANK YOU THANK YOU, NOW I KNOW,
WATCH ME EAT THIS EXPENSIVE ROE"
T'is an obscure song, but a classic nonetheless, on par with Cecilia.
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