It is my original sin that kills everyone who won't shut up, not the 7 grenades taped to a nun or a U.S.-supplied Viet Cong machine gun.
It's the coarse leg-stubble that keeps my 2 legs from being overly &
overtly leggy as I day-dream more than ever for babe Gail Fisher as
Peggy, who could beautifully sing rock songs, opera, pop & reggae.