Sep 23, 2005

squirm.

puke puke puke...

split pea soup...

shit on your boot...

sunny side up...

piss in a cup...

show a little love...

for paper cuts...

in all the wrong places...

and blood on our faces...

hair in all spaces...

like in your teeth...

and snakes in your sheets...

turd in your punch bowl...

blood by the mouth full...

shit on by a seagull...

spiders with needles for legs...

itches that stay for days...

dogs licking your face...

after they've licked their ass...

and how your uncle rob...

loves to pass gas...

rats in your cereal...

make you epitherial...

ticks behind your ear...

make you live in fear...

don't be grossed out...

that's not what this rhyme is about...

it's to make you squirmy...

and make you realize firmly...

that you're a chicken shit...

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