Oh Where, Oh Where, Would Those Faggots Be?

Oh Where, Oh Where Could They Be?
There, Oh There, They Cried, For Me.
Oh, There Did They Cry For Me.

Jerryboy, Won't You Leave Me Be,
Oh Won't You Leave me Be?

Twas, It Was On Christmas Day,
You Wet Yourself For me.
Cried, and Cried For Evry'one To See,
Oh Cry, You Did, You Big Baby.

Sweet, Oh, Sweet.
So Gently, Your Mother Said To Me.
Heed Him Not, That Child He May Be.
He's Jealous, Can't You See?

Of Talent and Intellect, He May Lack.
But He's Full Of Spite, That You Surely See.
Of A Mother's Love, He Surely Lacks.
Which Is Why He Insults Yours You See?

Poor, little Child,
Here, I won't Condescend.
Come Here Sit Quietly.

If You Need Help,
I'll Be Here You See.
I'm Your Friend Not Your Enemy.

Now Edge Closer Now,
See The Ground,
50 meters Down,
You'll Go Peacefully.
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For Jerryboy. The Ass Who Wouldn't Go Away.
And who wouldn't admit my superiority.
But still hangs around to insult my mother every now and then.


Also For Joachim,

Here's a tune for you. Which is, although largely plagiarised,
but it's lyrics are still highly original. Heh..
Who says I can't compose? It's just that I've forgotten the theoratical
part of my musical traning. Which Is why I can't put pen to paper and
properly 'compose'.