Originally posted by Capo de La Cosa Nostra:
Horse and Cow
Cock and Crow
Spittfire Wire
Fire on the Clock
And Cock
Stroke my clock
And check my cock
Examine the way it rhymes
And chymes
Rhythm is the spice of life
And spices are lives if anything
Comes and cums and goes
And conjures up images
And pictures
Of soldiers burying their deeds and
Begone with each other
For we are pacifists
Mick
Everything alright there Mick?
