You're a nutter, he said,
Lines like strawberry scons.
Say scone, not scon,
Do you eat an ice-cream con?
I ate your mama yesterday and she tastes of vol-au-von.
Enlist the feeble analyst
The rat'll be a catalyst
Be subtle or he'll scuttle for
A getaway, dont let him, say
We be the only way
Dawning day'll call a play
Where angels fight a nightmare fair
A coward's right to life, however square
Has real impact when a vampire pack has got your back
You get me, blood?
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