Crooked Family
 

There was a crooked man who lived in a crooked house
He had a crooked family, and a very crooked spouse
When guardians lay numb to the drum of daughters and sons
Broken laws and broken wombs in broken little slums

Before a ring performs wedlock
It's time to shut the deadlock
To heavens gates, all your playmates
Are cumming into gym socks
It's now or its later
It's time to inflitrate her
We cant think of broken futures when we're ramming into the fur
What would Jesus do in my situation
Would he forget about his morals and give birth to a nation?

There was a crooked man who lived in a crooked house
He had a crooked family, and a very crooked spouse
When guardians lay numb to the drum of daughters and sons
Broken laws and broken wombs in broken little slums

Now we've got to make plans for a wedding
My bulging bride in the purest setting
A contradiction of entire reason
After all, 'tis the season for treason

It started out as something I would hear as post-Swampsong Kalmah then twisted itself a little more with a refining definition of 'crooked' later on. I liked it.