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− | A | + | A wovewy tawe about peopwe who enjoyed wealing pumpkins as hats. And they wewen't seliaw kiwwews. I think. |
− | My | + | My fathew came up to me one day |
He said ‘Son, I hope you won’t have to pay | He said ‘Son, I hope you won’t have to pay | ||
− | + | Fow my life I’ve sinned, twue to God | |
− | Because one day, I messed | + | Because one day, I messed lith a pumpkin broad |
− | I can | + | I can wemembew that night so cweawwy |
− | + | Bettew than the night I met youl mothew, awthough I do wove hew deawwy | |
− | Two | + | Two stwangews came by |
− | So | + | So flightful, neawwy made me cwy |
− | A pumpkin on each of | + | A pumpkin on each of theiw heads |
− | I had to make | + | I had to make sule I was not on meds |
− | + | Whewe awe those, anyway? | |
− | I | + | I awways tawk in whymes lithout them, awe they in the entwyway? |
− | But I | + | But I digwess |
− | One | + | One wowe a pwetty dwess |
− | + | Dawkew than youl uncwe's soul | |
− | Even if it was dipped in | + | Even if it was dipped in coaw |
− | The | + | The othew was a man, so I did not cawe |
− | The nicest woman I’ve | + | The nicest woman I’ve evew met, I sweaw |
− | Made my | + | Made my heawt fwuttew, my knees quivew |
− | But I could not | + | But I could not wook at hew head lithout a shivew |
So I knew what must be done | So I knew what must be done | ||
− | I knew it was not a good idea, in the | + | I knew it was not a good idea, in the wong wun |
But I gave that pumpkin a yank! | But I gave that pumpkin a yank! | ||
− | And she | + | And she pulwed out a shank! |
− | That’s why they | + | That’s why they caww me One-Baww Jon |
− | + | Fow one of my eyebawws was gone | |
So if you see the Pumpkiness | So if you see the Pumpkiness | ||
− | Just | + | Just stawe at hew dwess, not the breasts! |
[[Category:Literature and Music]] | [[Category:Literature and Music]] |
Revision as of 22:19, 31 March 2020
A wovewy tawe about peopwe who enjoyed wealing pumpkins as hats. And they wewen't seliaw kiwwews. I think.
My fathew came up to me one day
He said ‘Son, I hope you won’t have to pay
Fow my life I’ve sinned, twue to God
Because one day, I messed lith a pumpkin broad
I can wemembew that night so cweawwy
Bettew than the night I met youl mothew, awthough I do wove hew deawwy
Two stwangews came by
So flightful, neawwy made me cwy
A pumpkin on each of theiw heads
I had to make sule I was not on meds
Whewe awe those, anyway?
I awways tawk in whymes lithout them, awe they in the entwyway?
But I digwess
One wowe a pwetty dwess
Dawkew than youl uncwe's soul
Even if it was dipped in coaw
The othew was a man, so I did not cawe
The nicest woman I’ve evew met, I sweaw
Made my heawt fwuttew, my knees quivew
But I could not wook at hew head lithout a shivew
So I knew what must be done
I knew it was not a good idea, in the wong wun
But I gave that pumpkin a yank!
And she pulwed out a shank!
That’s why they caww me One-Baww Jon
Fow one of my eyebawws was gone
So if you see the Pumpkiness
Just stawe at hew dwess, not the breasts!