sheena blackhall - The Minotaur

If I ever saw a Minotaur,
I know I'd cut him dead
He eats young girls for breakfast...
Oh, he's terribly ill bred

It isn't that he eats them...
(They're his diet, so he must)
But he doesn't use a napkin,
And he don't cut off the crust.

sheena blackhall

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