Who now would move to Arizona,
or California at that
we shall not talk about corona
or corazon to take to bed.
We have, on trusted information
learned that a swine has shed its piss
we've got her name, it's no sensation,
we sent her North to old Fort Bliss.
She stank so badly, we had to spray
it was a family disease
and when she left they all did pray
that she would not return to these
enlightened fields of human life
where misfits were not taken in

Herbert Nehrlich

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