Jay Allard - Rabbitfur

Somewhere without the dread city
Where we wandered in love and alone
Stars are not shining no pity
On rabbitfur rotting to bone

I always denied you was pretty
And that's a hard untruth to hone
But I always thought you was dead witty;
You can make up the rest on your own

Jay Allard

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