It was at the dance
A lad met a lass
They exchanged side glances
She loved his whiskers,
And he loved her dimples.
He bought her candy and Roses
And she let him have his wishes.
He had the pleasure,
She had the pain
He planted the seed,
And she shed the blood.
Nine months went, then came the day
And she bore the baby.
Now, five years gone by,
And the five year old empties bins for food,
For he’s an abandoned loner in the city.
She still goes to the dances and get s the roses,
And she just had her third conception.
He’s out there, the proud father of many,
Hungry, and looking for another prey.
A lad met a lass
They exchanged side glances
She loved his whiskers,
And he loved her dimples.
He bought her candy and Roses
And she let him have his wishes.
He had the pleasure,
She had the pain
He planted the seed,
And she shed the blood.
Nine months went, then came the day
And she bore the baby.
Now, five years gone by,
And the five year old empties bins for food,
For he’s an abandoned loner in the city.
She still goes to the dances and get s the roses,
And she just had her third conception.
He’s out there, the proud father of many,
Hungry, and looking for another prey.
