a wrinkly old lady who had hair grease that shined
has recently become a "friend" of mine
we sat on her porch as we became tan
while she un nessesarily hit on her mail man
the day before she sat in the rain
eating raw eggs seriously plain (ew)
she begged me to put her hair in a braid
but she tried and tried and she nevr got laid
a couple days later i fugured she lied
her name was really erin and her age was disguised
it was kind of strange scince she was really eleven
but she looked like about.. um seventy seven
well the story goes , the mailman got paid
all erin wanted is to mayb get laid
he then ran away and poisoned her with lead
about a couple days later... erin dropped dead
this event was to no1s surprise
that eventful day the world realized
how much better the small world became
without fat old nosed erin
being so f-ing lame.