There once was a man, whom bore the name “The Juice Killer”-
for he stomped and stomped, on berries; oh how those berries did quiver-
He toke out a mallet, and made lumps to grow from off of people’s noggins;
berries wearing stockings-
The Juice Killer slurped up the juices from carcasses, and rode upon the Pegasus, never again to fly home;
as juice was the juice, that did lose it’s soul;
grape juice floating in bones-
The Juice Killer drank up juice like a fiend..? A fiend!? A fiend! The Juice Killer fiend!
Drank up juice, like a Juice Killer fiend!!! That’s what happens when your grumpy and mean!
You slurp up juice, like a Juice Killer fiend!
Copyright March 21, 2014