I was illin with my villian,
took to spillin some oil on the grill, and,
i had to probate the provacateur while i masticated on some hours d'vours,
so what's a gangsta got to do,
to make a doll that pee's and poos,
and not get teary eyed,
or sometimes fear he died!!!!
what's the deal,
with my piecemeal,
i go grocery shopping, and end up with egg cartons!
Who's to blame, for ender's game,
orson scott card, you are a smelly old bard!
i wanna see orson, but i don't meet garfield,
the filler in between gets me sweet like sally fields!