Patrick Sky — Our Baby Die
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Our Baby died last night
It lived for 48 hours
And it cost a hundred dollars
It was a lousy baby, anyway
His head it turned to mush;
It squished between my fingers;
The memory still lingers;
It was a lousy baby, anyway
Although he tried to bite us
He died for just to spite us
Of spinal meningitis
It was a lousy baby, anyway…
(Spoken:) So we ate it… cold
