When I was born,
they had to cut my mother.
I guess it says a lot about me.
I don't quite fit in.

One is short of **** by a quart
   A shallow grave
   A darkened pit
   A missed chance
   A clump of ****
   One is lacking sound financial backing
   A diseased twit
   An unpopped cherry
   My unmapped nethers
   The Germans are marching
   The Hinterlands are inundated
   SURPRISE! Surgeons sell surgery!
   Squeeze my **** and watch 'em purple
   They are Bob Mitchum yellow
   Roger Ready warty
   Don Pardo annoying

“Stop! Please!” He begged.
“No! I need practical abortion experience!” I reasoned as
I ripped a jagged line that approximated an episiotomy.

“Take that you slimy abortionist!” I said while performing
an amateur abortion on the slimy abortionist.
“Stop! Please!” He begged.
“No! I need practical abortion experience!” I reasoned as
I ripped a jagged line that approximated an episiotomy.