Tell me, Father, will you take my flower?

Do you see the light

of my delicate power?

Son so fine, don't you tweak my nose.

Got no idea what you mean

by your sensitive pose.

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Free zone! Fray zone!

This ain't no ray zone!

Snap him up beside you!

Izza huggin'-tuggin' gay zone!

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Adam's apples hot, 

Adam's apples cold,

The old fart's preachy,

and the young fart's bold.

I could leave 'em in the laundry,

I could throw 'em in the bin,

Man iz all a wonderment,

A foolish mint of sin.

Hey, you, sir... Candied apple?