I used to admire you
Now I can do nothing
Nothing but fear you
Every time I ask
I fear you'll Snap

I fear your slaps
I fear your screams
I fear your eyes
I fear your presence
I fear your hands
I fear your advance
I fear your words
I fear your arms
I fear you'll **** me
I fear I will
**** you
**** me
**** us
**** both

There was an Old Man of Kildare,
Who climbed into a very old chair;
When he said,--"Here I stays,--
till the end of my days,"
That immovable Man of Kildare.

You cannot blame the wind
for the mess it has done.
It was you who left the window open.