Babies R Doomsavers
Here isa little poem I wrote about my favorite babies:
Babies save us from the bad things. We like that.
But it's fucked up and too twisted, like my cat.
Step-dad needs booze and some kicks to his fat head.
They are misguideded and stupid. So what? Fuck you, lt's get some whores so I can nut already! Yaaay!