Cow-cow

Make them sing, Mommy!
Mommy, make them sing!

Cow-cow wrote my obit on a blood witch!
Cow-cow wrote my obit on a wok-my-wok!

Wok wok!

We elected a zit!
We elected a haw-haw!

Make them sing, Mommy!
Mommy, make them sing!


Hell

They try to
convince you that this isn't

Hell

but wherever you go
you can hear something

howling.