Friday, August 06, 2004
so i thought i'd better do my own:
by the light of the lantern of Loch Llangangillie
there's a licky 'top the tipple of my wee willy willy
hot lips and top tits smother me silly
and if the lake isnt flat then it must be quite hilly
there's a dwarf in a dogsuit tootling his pooflute
and a giant in a dwarfsuit taking him for a screwing
there's a dog in a godsuit gambling on the crap chute
and a god in a bonesuit offering himself for chewing
ah this world we live in has it all does it not?
a flaming bowl of fancy fire, a steaming pot of hot
a cube of icy cooling cold, a frozen bar of celsius low
what does it mean? please do not ask. what can it mean? i do not know.
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by the light of the lantern of Loch Llangangillie
there's a licky 'top the tipple of my wee willy willy
hot lips and top tits smother me silly
and if the lake isnt flat then it must be quite hilly
there's a dwarf in a dogsuit tootling his pooflute
and a giant in a dwarfsuit taking him for a screwing
there's a dog in a godsuit gambling on the crap chute
and a god in a bonesuit offering himself for chewing
ah this world we live in has it all does it not?
a flaming bowl of fancy fire, a steaming pot of hot
a cube of icy cooling cold, a frozen bar of celsius low
what does it mean? please do not ask. what can it mean? i do not know.
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