River Wearing Childrens Limbs
Caroliner Rainbow Fingers Of The Underworld & Their Unbreakable Bones, Caroliner
Long ago a dog came around with fleas instead of fur
And almost drowning lost the horde of fleas to the river
It scrambled madly in cold scratching at the ground
Placing curse words by a cow leg and crown
And by ground and paw command the turning of the River's Hand
Tourniquet knocks brats apart cut them down where they stand
And on a nice sunny day the children went down to play
By the river which was cold on which a terrible curse lay
From dawn until the night a cow's head and leg of fright
With a tourniquet of glass would keep river smelling ripe
The smell was raised high and will until it dries
If bugs are killed thеre then, children limbs will providе