A gal one night from Hades came To visit Dave Morrell. His strongly, great, prolific fame Made her desert her Hell. But back she went in full disgust. "That guy is ice," "Red" loudly cussed. Safety hint - Two months after he had run over a girl, a motorist married her. If this sort of this were made compulsory there would be less reckless driving. Calvert (Tatterdemalion) Bowman Around this school there hies a hunk, A pestilential he, Whose gassing gibberish mouthings Warrant bootings to the lee. This ranting runt does squeal and moan To embarrass me to tears. He grins and taunts me with his lies, Then laughs while others jeer. How, in my dreams I see this beast In every kind of hell - His slats kicked in - disintegrated His corpse stuffed in a well. God spare me these such awful thoughts To batter in his brains, Till squashy, bloody brainlets ooze Across the highland main. A goodly aig is he this goof. I love him to the core. But when he perjures mightily, I could revel in his gore! "'Berger, lady?"