Tuesday, May 28, 2013

THE BANKSTER SONG

(This is NOT one of my classic pieces.  I wrote it last night in bed, and I was just foolin' around a'havin' me some fun.)

My mama is a bedbug,
My daddy is a flea.
My uncle is a skeeter,
Who will feed off of yer knee.

Bloodsuckers.
We is all bloodsuckers.
We want our pound of flesh,
And we want to bleed you dry.
Nothing's ever enough.

My granny is a tapeworm.
She'll eat your insides out.
My aunt is a big fat tick
Whose tongue soon your skin will route.


Bloodsuckers.
We is all bloodsuckers.
We want our pound of flesh,
And we want to bleed you dry.
Nothing's ever enough.

Big sis is a juicy leech.
She is insatiable.
Never happy,  always more,
Fulness quite untenable.


Bloodsuckers.
We is all bloodsuckers.
We want our pound of flesh,
And we want to bleed you dry.
Nothing's ever enough.