歌曲名 Axilla

歌手名 Phish

I dropped the buzzard in the sand

And trudged off slowly toward the town

I needed dinner and a place

Where I could throw my weight around

I detected faint axilla scent

That put me off my appetite

But mouflon warring

Where I went renewed in me a need to fight

Then reveling in mirror mask

I soon was lost in foggy ditch

Without a feather gray or white

to tickle that piano witch

Fearing that I must expose my worm

to holographic haze

My Clinometer error rose

And spawned in her new mawkish ways

I woke the witch with reverence reserved for serpents

Snails and slugs

I pulled the witch from out the ditch

And turned to face the furry thugs

The sheep they smiled with teeth agleam

The weapons in their hooves revolved

I detected a prostatic ream

I gulped and felt my loins dissolve

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