big lady's circles Rolling Dish.
the warbles sing in the hall With a mighty shiver, the maggot
twitched. over their shoes and under their 'fros The trees of life are
dripping with blood-stained dew. The electrons bounces around between
the freaks Beyond the shady shadows there's little else to do
except to flap my arms and utter a coo but that's really not that bad.
while my best lady's predisposed
And never able to establish a blame