Roses are redRoses are redViolets are blueI have to visit my doctorBecause there's blood in my poo.I'm a little bit scaredI don't know what to doI have no friggin ideaHow I got blood in my poo.It could be a tapewormOr some kind of flu.All I know is that I bleedWhen I go to the loo.I'm racking my brain;Maybe it was something I ate?That cafeteria foodReally isn't that great.Well... the more I contemplateAnd the more that I thinkThe surer I getThat some guy at that frat party put something in my drink.
A Rambling StoryOkay, so this one time, I was standing in a cornfield. Don't ask how or why I got there, just listen, dammit. Okay, so I looked around and I didn't see anyone, which wasn't really surprising, because it was a goddamn cornfield. You don't exactly expect to see anyone when you're hanging around a cornfield in the middle of the night. By the way, it was the middle of the night. Anyway, so I'm standing in this cornfield in the middle of the night when suddenly I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and there was this guy. He was kind of a dirty guy, which made sense because I was standing in a cornfield in the middle of the night and there's dirt everywhere in a cornfield. In case you didn't know, corn grows in dirt. Except in this cornfield, because the corn had already been picked, so there was no corn. So I guess it wasn't really a cornfield, just a field. Anyway, this guy's looking at me kinda funny. Not ha-ha funny, but, like, weird funny. Like in his head he was wondering, "Wha