The Backsardigans - Frando Calypsus

Succumb to the powers of the man with the thorax
Insect juice tastes so good I can't control myself
Amidst the great war a hero arises, smegma
I still fell to the desire of my thorny twiglike appendages
Apple sauce, elmo on a cross, don't tell my boss
I have an affliction for eating wet chalk
I am also addicted to licking the sidewalk
Curse staplers they germinate my adolescent giraffe bladder pipes

Written by:
Gaspacho Goochville

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