witchhunter

A pram

I want to buy a cow
and name it fred
so that lassie can come and say
"Goddamn, freds dead."
"He fell in the well"
"Oh Hell"
The well?
The marvelous well?
Oh not the well with the tinkling bell!
Why couldn't he have died in the ditch
That bitch
Why couln't he have died in his sleep?
Or fucking sheep?
Or playing out on the freeway.
that, at least, would leave me some leeway
But now the health inspectors will come down
and throw my name all over town
"Its nasty, stinking, rotten meat!"
Don't buy from him! Its not fit to eat!"
And fred's pustulent corpse will get stinky and bloat
and to pay bill I'll sell my kids to the pedo down the road.