Oh Ysobel why did you go
make strange patterns into the snow

Oh Ysobel why did you go
make strange patterns into the snow
each devil and demon
seems plotting and scheming

Oh Ysobel why did you go
make strange patterns into the snow
each devil and demon
seems plotting and scheming
to make you his unwilling ho

The apple was red, crisp, and tart

The apple was red, crisp, and tart
Like a flavorful work of fine art

The apple was red, crisp, and tart
Like a flavorful work of fine art
He sliced it in half
With a sinister laugh

The apple was red, crisp, and tart
Like a flavorful work of fine art
He sliced it in half
With a sinister laugh
And left it to brown, dry, and rot

To hell with this damn meditating

To hell with this damn meditating
And I forever eschew online dating

To hell with this damn meditating
And I forever eschew online dating
but then I bemoan

To hell with this damn meditating
And I forever eschew online dating
but then I bemoan
I'm home all alone

To hell with this damn meditating
And I forever eschew online dating
but then I bemoan
I'm home all alone
not mating, and hating the waiting

My foot slipped; I fell on the ice

My foot slipped; I fell on the ice
So did my tongue - it wasn't nice

My foot slipped; I fell on the ice
So did my tongue - it wasn't nice
The bitten-off end