>>10602441>Me being the way I am...keep looking for a meaning in why these distant, darkly humorous lyricsAah, mystery upon mysteries!
Well, my sense is that her focus was so askew on how tomsolve a problem, she foolishly relied on other's tomsolve it for her.
In the end, she was consumed by her own madness.
If only she had depended on her own sensibilites, but, Alas! She was sadly deficient in that department.
Listening to lofty fools is a loser's fate.
>enjoyed the revisit to nursey-rhyme ville. Staying young at heart has its merits.I have a dark-humor favorite, but because I am still laughing at yours, it has slipped my mind.
It was about a sea-captian who finally marries what he thought to be his true love.
On their wedding night, with pangs of anticipation churning, before that moment of glory finally arrives...
...he is beset with an avalanvhe of wtaf's.
Off comes her wig.
She is bald.
Out come her teeth. Her jaw drops and mouth curls inward.
As her girdle unfastens, a bounty of blubber explodes into view.
The icing on the cake, which made ebpvery child giggle wildly, was when she takes off her fake leg.
I've forgotten the rest, but the everything Catholic Day Camp in Coney Island was a hoot I'll never forget. Many years of good clean fun.
