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THE MORNING SONG....FOR NON-MORNING PEOPLE
I woke early one morning,
The earth lay cool and still.
When suddenly a tiny bird,
Perch on my window sill.
He sang a song so lovely,
So carefree and so gay.
That slowly all my troubles,
Began to slip away.
He sang of far off places,
Of laughter and of fun.
It seemed his very trilling,
Brought up the morning sun.
I stirred beneath the covers,
Crept slowly out of bed.
And gently lowered the window,
And crushed his fucking head.
A widow who lived in Rangoon
Hung a black-ribboned wreath on her womb,
"To remind me," she said,
"Of my husband who's dead,
And of what put him into his tomb."
There was an old soldier named Schmitt
Took a trip to the can for to shit.
To his epic despair
No paper was there.
So he simply continued to sit.
There was an old fellow named Rapp
Who had a job all considered a snap.
In the insane asylum
He'd grade cunts and file 'em,
And bi-weekly he'd rub up their nap
A lawyer who was a newlywed groom
Took his bride to their honeymoon room
But they talked the whole night
As to who had the right
To do what, with which, and to whom.
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