grandma\’s last wish


Grandma's last wish

The next time you come to visit
On my dieing bed
You boogey boy
Bring me no stupid flowers
For I ain't no goat, that eat grasses
But if you must bring veggies
Then bring cabbage and lettuce
arround a fried turk,
With her head still hanging on
cus I wanna see her face while I poke
I've eaten dozens of full grown cows
All alone,
And none of them said a word while I devoured
Remember a big bottle of chilled whisky for dessert
And if it so sooth my thirst
I may decide not to die again
If you make it three servings.

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