I had this girlfriend many years ago
her name was Wendy Edge
she was my first love
I gave her my heart and pledge
Well she took me to meet her family
her father was a pest exterminator
and his young son took up the banner
by being all the poor frogs terminator
As we sat and talked in the garden
by the pond of frogs
Wendy's little brother came up
and blow me with a hammer in his hands
He grab them out one by one
hammered them to death and throw them back in
my god I told them, I was in dismay
they said to me, leave him alone and let him play
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Jul 24, 2014
Jul 24, 2014 at 8:55 AM UTC
I had this girlfriend many years ago
her name was Wendy Edge
she was my first love
I gave her my heart and pledge
Well she took me to meet her family
her father was a pest exterminator
and his young son took up the banner
by being all the poor frogs terminator
As we sat and talked in the garden
by the pond of frogs
Wendy's little brother came up
and blow me with a hammer in his hands
He grab them out one by one
hammered them to death and throw them back in
my god I told them, I was in dismay
they said to me, leave him alone and let him play
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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